Dormans

chapter 14

Chapter 14

They throw me into the room and I'm still in shock. Derrick inadvertedly sent Nick, Harris and myself to the grave if we aren't happy little killing monsters. I stay in my current position, eyes wide and staring at the blank ceiling; Theres nothing interesting but thoughts cloud my vision. We cant even escape this place; and if we do, we die. The Dean easily has a massive army that could easily track us.

As it is, just last week we had to get microchipped to inform them of our location. My arm still hurt from the injection as well as when a guard had to hold me down to prevent an evident smack down. Did I mention that I hate needles?

I sit up straight and cover my face, a groan bouncing off the walls. You really are an idiot Derrick, so much so that we may get killed because of you. Grinding my teeth, I stand up just when the door opens up and the devil himself walks in, bored and unamused as usual, a stoic expression gracing his face.

Ignoring the pissed off girl on the floor, he walks past and grabs his Psp before flopping onto the bed, gunshots and footsteps resounding from the Psp.

Intensifying my glare towards him (as far as effective a glare is through glasses) he finally stops and looks at me. Sighing audibly, he places his psp aside and sits up, his red shirt riding up a bit to expose a bit of his stomach. Looking at me as though he was forced to stare at a rock for thirty days, he states in the most annoyed fashion possible.

"Looks like someones a bit moody today... so whats wrong in unicorn land?" an audible growl resounds and he barely flinches, taking no notice at the fact that I'm glaring daggers and that it would be a miracle if I don't shed his blood in the

moment.

"I met with the dean today, he had a lot to say about the Dorman facility Derrick Dorman" His eyes widen the second I mention the Dean and he looks away. I suppose he figured it out, looks like he isn't as dumb as he looks. Oh wait; he's twice as idiotic.

"He even told me about the consequences of escaping and my purpose here, apparently I'm your little whore" I state maliciously, a dark aura surrounding my frame; not that many people have seen me in this state, and I hide it well; for obvious reasons. Derrick's face pales and he slowly stands, attempting to move towards the door.

"u-uh listen Kaylin... you aren't a whore a-and he doesn't know about the plans, h-he just found out through our meetups! A-and hes bluffing about killing us! The company wouldn't survive without me" I stalk towards him, until his back collides with the wall. I then place my hands on either side of his head, trapping him from moving, regardless of our height difference, I'm the one who's trapped him.

"oh really? I wonder you were about to tell me that your father runs this place?" I say with a sickly sweet smile and he gulps. He could barely form his next sentence with the constant stuttering and whimpers resounding from him. "well lookie here, I suppose I've brought the heir to a TERRORIST company to his knees... I wonder how much your father must care for you if he finds you dead tomorrow" I growl and grasp onto his wrists. He most probably has never seen me this angry, but even the nicest of people brake.

He was now petrified of me, while his stance still showed that he could overpowered me, his eyes was that of a scared child, much like Kenton's when he got a nightmare.

Sighing, I soften my grip from his wrists, his shoulders relaxing a bit. "honestly Derrick I'm saddened that you couldn't trust me with this kind of thing. You knew my family would die... a-and that's not even the worst part. I just cant believe that- that you can't even trust me with such important information; I would've been much less mad at you than I am now" I state before leaving him entirely and heading to the washroom to clear my head.

For the rest of the night, No words were uttered between the two of us. He felt bad for sure and neither one of us could sleep that night. We wanted to talk to each other, but neither one knew what to talk about,

especially with what happened earlier.

At about 5am, I leave the room and step onto a platform; Derrick softly snoring as sleep caught up to him. Hugging myself to save body warmth. I curse myself as bunny slippers and shorts aren't a good way to conserve body heat. I reach the park pretty soon and find myself a decent place to sit and think.

How did I manage to get to into this situation? This is far too much... I wish it was simply a dream. A horrible disgusting dream. Even my thoughts are chained now. I have no more freedom whatsoever. Every moment is monitored, no way am I going to be able to even roam around here easily with this cursed microchip as well, if only I could remove it, the only way is to stab my arm; sadly im not in the mood to stab myself, nor am I in the mood to gain any more suspicion. It seems like I have to plan in the most obvious places without anyone finding out. Annoying brats. Whats his purpose of this place anyways... I have to give it to the dean though, this strategy is smart; if not genius. However the ordeal is wrong and I will get all of us out. Even Derrick, but that doesn't mean im not going to hate him for the time being.

( authors note )

Heyo!

ahh you may be wondering who I am, and those of you who do, Gomenasai!

I know I've been very late in updating my book and I'm sorry, I don't really have an excuse besides the fact that I'm lazy as hell; and having a close friend almost find out while being close to cradling you in front of your mom while trying to read your book.

All I can say is that he's an idiot.

anyways! so derrick has been an idiot, still is, and you found out about his dad! so what happens next?