Dirty Little Secret

Secret V

Secret V

Blaire…

I woke up in the throbbing pain in my back. I can feel sweats flowing down my forehead. I kept my eyes close and my breathing even.

I was lying on a hard surface. It was rough. It was flat and cold and I can tell that I’m lying on the floor. It was not comfortable. My back ached from being curled into my position. It was dark – I could tell without opening my eyes.

I could hear my breathing echo; I guessed that I was in a very small room. It was silent for the sounds I made. I’m afraid to open my eyes so I relied on my ears. I couldn’t hear anyone else.

I shrieked, and the sound of it was piercing in the small space. I open my eyes. I tried to sit up but I couldn’t. That’s when I knew that my hands were handcuffed on my back and my feet were tied with each other. And my mouth was covered with a handkerchief.

My heart starts pounding like a drum again. Where am I? And who’s with me?

What if …..

I tried to swallow, but terror stocked my throat. He wouldn’t leave me. Not unless he thought I was dead, or he’s sure that I would be.

A dim light opened and I looked where it came from. I saw a man sitting on the chair, and I can see that he’s looking at me. His lips were tight with anger. I watched him as he walks towards me.

I tried to sit up and managed to get up. The moment he’s in front of me, he didn’t move. He just stared at me while my heart restarted and my breathing became heavy.  He’s the same guy. I knew that he want something from me.

He leaned closer, that I can breathe his own air. He untied the knot of the handkerchief on my mouth. I’m just staring at him the whole time.

He’s got brunette curly hair and green rounded eyes. He has a pointy nose and a semi-tanned skin. A red rosy plump lip, which will be much useful if he smiles more. He has the same built as Key. This guy in front of me is undeniably beautiful.

He knelt down in front of me and stared at my eyes. This time, I avoided his gaze. I watched him at the side of my eye.

“Who are you?” the words unexpectedly slipped out of my mouth.

“Hunter.” He said. I looked at him, but the moment I turned my head, he swung his hand in my hair. I pressed my mouth shut to avoid it from shouting. He even tightened his grip on my hair. “If you shut my mouth, I will kill you.”

“What do you want from me?” I said between a sob. I moaned in pain. He hasn’t removed the handcuffs on my hand.

“I. Want. You. Dead.” He said in a slow motion and he came nearer my ears.

“How much do you want? My father can give you anything!”

“Did you know that your father killed my mom? He fucking destroyed my life!”

“I don’t know what you are saying!” I don’t know what dad old man did to him. Is he a killer now? I don’t know what he means.

“Then you should know better!” he shouted and curled my hair on his grip and pulled it tighter. I shouted at the top of my lungs. My cheek’s wet because my tears continuously flowing down. Before I can shout again, his arm shot out and the back of his hand flew into the side of my face. The blow was so hard that I heard my body slammed into the rock floor. A ringing sound shimmered on my ears.

“Screw you! Douchebag!” Hunter grabbed my shoulders and pinned me on the wall. I struggled, but he was so strong. I got a cut on the left side of my lips and I could taste blood.

His hands wrapped around my neck, choking me off the air. I closed my eyes firmly. He gripped me tighter, dragging my feet off the ground. I hurt – the hands on my throat, the sudden panic of my heart. I gritted my teeth, more trying to escape the pain.

His hand is shaking when he dropped me on the floor. I trembled on my feet as I curled up. I looked at him and I can see his eyes flaring with anger.

“Please… I want… to go.” I said between the numerous numbers of coughs I made.

“If you try,” he pointed his finger at me” I will end your life.”

I didn’t respond. The warning stuck my body; my body froze for a moment. He turned his back and walked past me and went to the door.  He touched the door knob and took one last glance on me “Stay” he mouthed as he turned his back again and slammed the door close.

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Hunter…

“How’s your work?”

“She’s inside, Mrs. Dickens.” I said without looking at her. We’re here outside the house. I kicked a stone and it went straightly to the river. I put my hands on my pockets. “You know what? Sometimes I wish I could fast forward time to see if all of these shits are worth it.”

“They are, Hunter.” She said and pats me on my shoulders. I look at her and she’s smiling at me. I shook my head and spit on the ground. What an awful day this has been.

“I don’t think this will work ---“

“Are you giving up?” she scowls at me “It seems like you are. What is just let her go, ha? If you think that this is not worth of your stupid time, then go! I can do this alone, anyway.” I soothed my hair and put my hand on my waist. I clenched my jaw stopping myself to shout. I am not giving up, really.

Does she think that all I did, all those stuffs – stupid stuffs to that stupid girl for nothing? Hell no! But this isn’t what I want. I want her to suffer, to hurt her. But Eileen told me not to. I don’t know what’s running on her mind.

“No. I’m not.”

“Then finish what you started!” she came closer, stand stiff in front of me. “Tell me, do you still want to continue this?”

“I want to hurt them. As much as they hurt me.” I said firmly and I saw a smile flashes on her face. She cupped my cheeks and whisper…

“If possible, make her fall. And then break her, hard.”