The Lost One

Chapter 9

To my own horror, I see Josh lying on the ground with bruises and cuts. The sight of him being so beaten makes my blood boil in anger. The women with the voice that is as cold as snow notices me and she snarls at me.

"Why are you here, you brat?!" She shouts. She looks angry like a baby who had their milk taken away from them. "I'm here to make sure you don't hurt Josh any more!" I shout with determination. She is taken aback from my statement.

Josh winces as he moves to look at me. His hazel eyes look like red with the blood around him. "Just because, your parents are in charge doesn't mean you can boss me, besides they don't know that you're here." She says with overconfidence.

My parents are in charge?! So does that mean that it was really the truth? Wait a minute, my parents doesn't know I'm here, so does that mean they are here.

"I want to see my parents." I tell her. She laughs coldly. "Not a fat chance, I'll just play with you also. Joshy here is getting boring and he won't spill any secrets." She says with an evil smile. Josh glares at her when she called him Joshy.

My pulse quickens at the sight of her. She reminds me of Alice, but I get the feeling that Alice was more dangerous. "Do you need to be so cold?" I ask with a smirk. I need to play this cool, one wrong move and I'm toast.

"It's my personality, can't help myself." She responds. She takes a step forward me and I resist the urge to ran out the room. Josh and that person screaming needs my help. "You have a nasty personality then. You should get out of that habit and find another personality." I tell her.

She growls at me. Oops, was that too far? She runs towards me and on instinct I step to the side. She was running so fast that she couldn't stop herself from leaving the room. I close the door in a hurry and lock it. Thank goodness it had a lock.

I run over to Josh and gently touch his arm. "It'll be ok, give me a minute to think." I tell him. He doesn't move and just stares at the floor. If I try to move him by myself I could I do more harm then good.

There must be something in this room that could help. "Let me in or else!!" The woman threatens while slamming her fist on the door. I also have to hurry before she calls for backup.

I stand up and look around for something, anything to help. In the far right of the room, there is a first aid kit on the wall and in the far left of the room, there is weapons and tools. Even from all the way here, I can see how sharp the tools are.

I shudder. Is this room only used to torture people? The people here have no humanity. I need to find my parents and demand to know the actual truth.

"I'll be back, try to hang in there." I tell him. He doesn't say anything but it looks like he is shivering. Is he cold or is it because of the cuts and bruises? Either way, I need to get the first aid kit for him. I run to the far right of the room and open the first aid kit.

It's in pristine condition and everything is unopened. Have they never used this before? I wonder to myself. The woman keeps pounding her fist and the sound is getting louder. With no time to waste, I grab a handful of bandanges and a bottle of rubbed alcohol.

I stuff it into a small satchel that was in the frist aid kit. I also grab some cloths and run back to Josh. "I'll try to patch you up as quickly so that way you can walk and I can patch you up more better once we're gone." I tell him.

Without another word I start cleaning his bruises and cuts carefully and quickly. I do this for a minute before I finished. "Ok, good enough for now. Can you walk?" I ask him. He nods slowly and hesitantly stand up.