Chapter 35 ~ Betrayal and regrouping

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 (Jordyn on the side)

Previously in Roomscapes...

She shook her head and smiled, "Well... I didn't want to kill her myself you know..." she let out a dry laugh. I pressed the knife further into her skin, "Let's just say I let Parker finish her..." she pretended to look at her unexisting watch, "Probably dead by now... and most likely the other guy too... what was it? Angel? Yea that kid..." I pulled the knife away from her throat, only inches away, "You're a whore. You go around kissing everyone to make them kill people? Is that what it is? I'm not going to hesitate to kill you right now if you don't give me a location. Now." I placed the knife back on her throat, only to be pulled away by Matthew, his arms holding me back from bringing her to a certain death, "She's rotting in hell.. get over it!" she spat at me, her face inches from mine, "She's dead, I killed her!" Matthew's arms held me firmly against his chest as Less kicked me, hard. She let out an evil laugh as she punched and kicked me, spitting out insults as my head stopped working properly. Caitlynn did nothing to stop her, she simply stayed watching the scene wide-eyed. Her last words before I tuned out sounded bitter and sour entering my ears as I was dropped on the ground and kicked again on my stomach, the pain leaving as I drifted into either death, or a heavy sleep with the words in head.

And Adriana, we killed her, too. You thought it was Cameron.

And Angel, poor little hot thing, now isn't he?

And now Valentina... her death was confirmed to be slow and painful.

And now you... well you... and then Caitlynn... a whole nice family won't it be?

"What the actual--?" a voice interrupted my drifting off as I barely opened my eyes to reveal Jordyn, who ran over to Matthew and Less and started fighting, another boy quickly following behind her. Maybe there was still some hope. And maybe-- just maybe-- we could get out of this.

Maybe

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** VAL'S POV **

"I'll do it." I heard Parker ask, his voice trembling, "Just give me time."

"Time? She's supposed to be up by now... if you know what I mean..." I couldn't recognize the voice, but it was scary as hell, let's just say.

"Look... this is pretty much the only chance we have, ok? I know, you know... we know otherwise she's not going to go. It would be a mistake to underestimate her. You have to look for the weakest spot, and that's what I'm doing... without me you have no other hope, so you better shut up and fuck off." 

"Listen Woods, you're lucky I am ordered not to kill you, but watch your words." and with that, the sound of heavy footsteps was the only noise to be heard-- even though distant-- until there was nothing else to hear and the room was quiet. 

What was that? 

I felt a moist cloth being pressed over my nose and lips, and I instantly opened my eyes, kicking and screaming, more overwhelmed by the fact that it was Parker who was doing this, the realization striking me once my brain was able to process the scene I was in. That ugly square-faced dic-- my thoughts were interrupted by clouded ones as I lost strength and all physical control over myself. My eyes involuntarily closed and there was no force left in me to fight with. The last word I heard was sorry before I was gone, carried away to who knows what world.

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 ** CAITLYNN'S POV **

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