ROYALTY | RIVERDALE

chapter- 20

chapter 20 || 020

'straight knuckles to the face'

"You know this actually beats sharing a bed with Betty. That girl is like a walking thermostat." I smiled lazily at Penny as the blood from my nose dripped down to my chin.

She's been going at it for quite some time now. It'd be a shame if this all leads to her not killing me. A totally waste I would say. The right side of my face was sore from all of her punches and my feet were numb.

I couldn't even tell the time in here.

She knocked me out that one time but I feel like some time had to pass since then.  But I couldn't tell with the lack of windows in whatever space I'm in. She's too smart for that. 

Even my hands are behind my back now.

"Diana I am going to keep treating you like a punching bag until you start to comply." Penny sticks her face near mine. A bad decision.

I bring my head back and hit her head with mine. I had to find a door. She had to leave this place to handle her business. I just needed a way out. Come on Penny, slip up.

"Guess I might be a punching bag for a while." Another lazy smile forms on my lips as she backs away from me slowly.

Her body disappears into the darkness.

Creak!

A door.

She done fucked up now.

The door shuts and I count a few seconds in my head just incase. Had to be careful with that blonde one there. She was a trickster.

"Hello?" I shout into the big dark room and I hear my voice echo off the walls. "I guess no one would mind if I just-" 

I slide my body down from the chair in-between the rope that was holding me against the chair. Slowly I got out of that rope and was able to stand on my two feet.

Hands.

Sitting back down on the chair I maneuver my hands bound behind my back underneath my legs and over my feet. 

I will thank all those weird reddit tips I found.

Phone. It was still there. Penny was really dumb enough not to check me? Did she not think I could afford one? Or that I didn't need one? 

I reach into my bra and pull out the old phone and dial up the real police. Bringing it up to my ear with both hands  I get up from my seat and look around the dark room. 

"Riverdale Police station what's you're emergency?" A gruff voice asks from my phone.

"I'm being held captive somewhere in Greendale and I don't know where I am. I can keep the call going but you have to track my location. Can you do that?" I whisper back into the trackie slowly taking penguin steps into the darkness that surrounded me.

"Wait hold on- what's your name? Can you stay on the phone?" He asks of me but that was no good. Too much talking would give me away. I kind of want to live to see tomorrow.