The Teacher's Infatuation

24 -Locked in

Kimberly's POV

Since I'm suspended, I'm staying hom-... at Rebecca's house for the next 3 days, weekend, and then all of next week...against my will...kind of.

Don't get me wrong, I still think she's batshit crazy but she's starting to grow on me. While I'm basically locked in the house with many things I could do, it feels like I have nothing to do. She hid my phone AND put it on silent so I can't even call to find it.

I ate some pancakes for breakfast and decided to watch stuff on Netflix. Finally finished the Vampire Diaries, still waiting for On My Block season 2, finished big mouth.

Around 1pm I decided to explore more of the house. All of the Windows and doors were locked so I couldn't see the backyard. I tried the basement  but that was also locked.

I searched different cabinets and drawers for anything, literally anything at all. I found bottle openers, receipts, and a bunch of other little things. There was a liquor cabinet but it was locked, unfortunately.

Next I checked upstairs. There were like two bedrooms and a third room that probably led to an attic. The first room was hers. I looked in the closet, in bedside tables, in the dresser, under the bed, anywhere I could.

All useless things except for a few questionable ones. Ropes, handcuffs, random "toys" like vibrators and dildos...gross.

I found a box, but it had not one but two locks on it. Wonder what's in there. I decided to give up my search because I obviously wasn't going to find my phone so I just took a nap.

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I was awoken by someone playing with my hair. When I opened my eyes, Rebecca was there laying beside me with a book in her hand. Midevil torture was the title...weird.

I immediately sat up and backed away from her. "Where's my phone?"

She chuckled and reached for me again but I dodged her hand. Her facial expression changed from a smile to an irritated look.

"It's somewhere you can't get it for your own safety."

"How is that keeping me safe!?!" I yelled.

"Uhm excuse me, did you just raise your voice at me?" She set her book down and turned to me.

"Yes, yes I did. I want my phone!."

"Don't you DARE raise your voice at me! I am in charge here. You listen to me! Got it?!"

By this time now I had cowered back and felt small. It's so weird how she can be so intimidating.

I looked down, a little frightened. "Yes ma'am."

I felt her pull me into a huge and rub my back.

"You have to listen to me, okay? I'm only trying to protect you, my love."

"Okay."

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Later we went to bed or at least, I went to bed. Rebecca told me that she had to run a late night errand. Her face held a sinister smirk when she said it. What is she up to?

Rebecca's POV

Remember the girl that accused Kimberly of spilling her coffee then insulted her in front of everyone and the girl that she got into a fight with? Yeah that's who I have tied up sitting across a table from each other.

We're in the same warehouse where I took Cameron. You wouldn't believe how easy it is to get young impressionable teens into your car.

Of course they're here crying with mascara running down their faces like the little sluts they are.

"You can scream as much as you want, that tape isn't coming off unless I feel like hearing you scream. And while that may be pleasant, I have to wait."

They wiggled and moved in their seats and tried to get their hands free. Pointless, really.

"Tsk tsk, and to think this all could have been avoided if you, Kiera, hadn't laid your grimy little hands on my Kimberly. And you, Jessica, the most known girl in school, little miss perfect, hadn't spilled your coffee on her then insulted her in that big crowd."

I took a revolver out of my back pocket. "Now, we're gonna play a little game. Either of you heard of Russian roulette?"

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Changing the cover of the book, let me know what you think. Thank you to Nightmare_Jauregui for making it.