The Cold Hearted Girl

Chapter 27

           Angela's POV

"So what should we do now?" The blond asshole asked after giving me the cup of coffee that he offered to make when we came into the kitchen.

I took a small sip, "You can rest for now and tomorrow we will start with torturing them."

"Why don't you rest?" He inquired taking a sip of his own coffee.

"I'll keep an eye on them."

"No, I'll keep an eye on them and you can rest."

"No, Ryan I will."

"No, Angel I will"

"Nope, non of us will. You go rest now and after some hours we will switch our places and you will keep an eye on them, while I rest my mind for a bit."

"Okay." With that he got up and washed his cup then left to the bedroom that was in the second floor.

With him gone I started thinking about what I will do to them tomorrow, while taking my chair with me to the room they were tied in.

After some hours Ryan woke up and I went to bed.
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      Ryan's POV

I wonder what she has in mind.

She hasn't told me the whole plan yet, but I promised her I will help her no matter what the plan is.

And that Wesley should suffer and I'll be with him when he does.

I heard a noise in the kitchen, I quickly got up and ran toward there.

I reached there immediately, but neither someone nor something was there.

I was about to leave when I heard the noise again and this time it was with a sigh.

I thought to myself, what idiot would intrude a house in the morning?

I quickly came to realization and took out my knife pocket and started searching.

I walked slowly in the kitchen till I found the person.

The person's back was at me I slowly and quietly took the pan that was on the oven with, because I'm not about to kill someone without knowing who that person is, maybe it's the owner of the house, but no when I searched it was written no owner.

I was about to hit the person with the pan when the girly voice stopped me, "here I found it!"

With that she got up and turned around, once she turned around and saw me she started screaming with her I started screaming too, why? I don't know.

She stopped screaming and started punching me, "What the hell were you doing behind me?"

"I thought you're a thief!"

"Asshole!" She said and walked to the other room.

"Wait, what were you doing there?" I asked her and poured some water for myself.

Before drinking it she snatched it from my hands, "have some respect."

"I was searching for my phone, it fell from my hands and it was under the counter."

I nodded my head at her and took the empty glass from her hands and poured water for myself this time, then we went to the room they were tied in.

They were both awake and were looking at us with terrified eyes.

Angel stood there looking at them with eyes full of hatred.

She motioned for me that she's going to change her clothes and I nodded my head in response.
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         Angela's POV

I wore black clothes again and headed for the room.

On my way there I remembered how that blond asshole scared me to death.

I opened the door and saw Ryan putting the knives in order from big to small.

I went to him and he gave me a knife that was not too big or too small.

I went to the middle of the room with Ryan behind me and stand where they can both see us clearly.

We both played with our knifes and smirked at them at the same time and then I said, "let the game began!"
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