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|Rhain|
I should've know! I should have seen through her. That traitorous lying whore! If I ever get my hands on her she will wish she was never born.
After I had dropped my gun the two men had pushed me down on my knees. My hands tightly tied behind my back.
Now I can only watch as Jessica tells thst women everything about our rescue mission. I never felt this helpless before. I just hope that Newt and the others have found Creylon and Thomas by now and were hopefully making their way out of this building.
Suddenly someone grabs my hair and pulls it down forcing me to look up. I moan soflty in pain as zi try to struggle.
"My hair is not made of steel" I protest. But the en behind me.just chuckle. But it's not them who hold me but Jessica. She must be loving it seeing me struggle helplessly.
"Awh is dear Rhaine in pain" she mocks me. Now I really want to kill her, slowly.
"Now now darling that is no way to treat our guest" Ava says coming to stand in front of me, an icy smile on her face.
"So the Right Arm has send your little group to kill me huh" she muses holding my face in a firm grip as she studies it "can't they see thst what we do with Wicked is for the greater good" she finishes with a sigh and I can't help but snort at that. Offended she looks at me.
"Greater good? You take us away from families. Take our memories and then put us in a maze!" I barked at her. How dare she say that what we went through was for some higher goal.
"You don't care about a cure. You just do this for your own sadistic needs" I continue which earns me a slap in the face from Jessica.
"Show some respect" she hisses at me.
But I don't care. I won't let her say those lies. She and wicked just let me and my friends suffer while they were save sitting behind their computer screens.
"Jessica calm darling. She will see reason" she explains to Jessica who reluctantly steps back from me. But I just stare at Ava what did she meant by that.
She gives me a grin before sitting down on a chair in front of me. Which reminds me of how my knees are starting to hurt.
"And if Jessica told me correctly you already have worked in the interest of Wicked" she smiles widely at my confusion. I look at Jessica. What kind of lies has she told her.
"What are you talking about?" I ask against my better judgement. I know I have done nothing to help them but I can't help this dreadful feeling taking hold of me.
"Why, taking out the non immunes of course" she smiles at me and my heart sinks. Of all the things she has to bring that up.
"That girl Riley I believe and a that lite thingy whats her name" she asks waving her hand around.
"Emme" I mutter.
Immediately my mind goes back to Emme and ger bloodied face when had shot her. I shake my head trying to get it oit of my head. I can't let her get into my head.
"You see the people who are immune are more valuable. Of course we could have used them for other means but we can always get cranks for that" she continues watching me like a hawk waiting for me to loose it. But I won't.
"Hm I had hoped for some outburst" she muses again. Taking my face in her hand forcing me to look at her. At least she doesn't pull my hair out.
"Tell me girl. What did you feel when you shot her. I bet you liked it?" She challenges. I glare at her and struggle against my restraints. How dare she even think that.
"Oh I am certain, look at her eyes so full of anger. Itching to kill me" she continues and I feel my self control fading.
"Trust me with you I would feel pleasure" I shot back at her but it only widens her grin.
"Wicked material indeed. Seems that your father was right"
Suddenly the world around me starts to spin. Did she just say my father? I used to fantasise about my family. But I would never imagine he might be working for Wicked.
What kind of man would do this to his own child.
"What is it dear leader? No smart comeback" Jessica teases but before I can say anything the door swings open and a man with brown grayish hair walks in like he own this place.
He doesn't even look at me but he is stopped from talking by Ava as she holds up her hand. I can't Help but grin. So much for owning this place.
"Janson I was just about to send Jessica to get you" Ava tells him and he seems taken aback by it, like it wasn't like her to summon him to her office.
"I have a surprise for you" she says he hand pointing down at me. Finally they acknowledge that I still exists.
Almost bored he looks at me before his eyes slowy widen. "Lauren?" He whispers and he coruches down in front of me grabbing my face moving it from side to side.
What do these people have against personal space.
"I don't know who that is" I snap at him when I break free from his grip.
He chuckles darkly "you are Lauren. You are my daughter" he says and for the second time I feel the world spin around me. A nauseous feeling coming over me.
"No your lying" I shout at him. He has to. It is just all an act to get into my head. He grins and shakes his head as he stands up.
"I'm afraid not Lauren. You are my child" he says darkly patting me on the cheek but I pull away from him.
"But-"
"Relax once we have your memory back everything will be clear" he says interrupting me.
He say it to be reassuring but I only feel dread. If it's really true then I don't want my memory back. What kind of father would he have been if he is willing to give his own child up to Wicked.
"But I'm afraid that has to wait" he starts and looks over at Ava "we have had an escape" he says carefully and Ava icy stoick face turns angry.
"Thomas' she says darkly and I can't help but grin.
Good! at least they are out.
I just hope they will find Newt and the others in time and get the hell out of here.
