Anonymous (Sequel to Revenge On The Player)

Chapter 23 - Why?

Amy's Pov

I yawned as I woke up with Annabelle and Catherine next to me, peacefully sleeping which is good because they've barely had any sleep since they keep worrying over me even though I tell them not too. I started to feel bile come up my throat making me cover my mouth and instantly run towards the door, knocking a couple of times so I didn't vomit on the floor. If I do then hey not my problem. I tried to twist the door handle and surprisingly, the door opened up. No one was outside whatsoever but I didn't stay to speculate since I just ran to the bathroom and threw up.

Once I was done, I washed my mouth and used the toothbrush that was given to me when I got here. I sighed as I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a train-wreck, I mean my hair is just everywhere, I have dark circles under my eyes from exhaustion, bruises along my arms and neck. I put my hand towards my stomach and closed my eyes to take a deep breath before walking outside of the bathroom, expecting to at least see the guards, who're names I learnt are Rodger and Clark, to be there but still no one, just completely empty. 

I walked back to my room to check on Cat and Anna to see that they were still asleep. I smiled and rolled my eyes. I'm surprised I didn't wake them up with the way I was knocking but I guess they were that tired. I looked back behind me at the staircase. Maybe I can look around for exit so for next time we can escape. I closed the bedroom door and tried to walk as quietly as I could down the stairs. I don't know why it's so quiet or why no one is here but I'm happy about it.

I looked around at the bottom area of the house. I noticed a door by the staircase there was a door that most likely lead towards the basement. It was most likely locked and the only person who could get down there would be Travis himself. I wonder though what's down there that he would have to lock it but something tells me I don't want to find out what happens down there. I'm just going to ignore and say that it's there's nothing down there just to ease my mind.

Since I was just standing there, staring at the door, I didn't notice someone walk up behind me till they put their hand on my shoulder making me jump and almost scream till they put their hands on my mouth. I was shaking a bit, thinking that it was either Travis or the bodyguards, Lenard and Clark and that I was going to be in big trouble now for being here. The person slowly let go of my mouth and turned me around to face them but I was shocked when I saw who it was.

"Dillon!? What the fuck are you doing here?!" I exclaimed in shock. Dillon looked at me, ashamed and with guilt as he rubbed the back of his neck with a frown. I was practically narrowing my eyes up at him, wondering how the fuck did he find me or even get in here without being attacked. "Well? Are you going to answer my question?" I asked, impatiently as I put my hand on my hip.

"I'm sorry Amy, I didn't mean for this to happen, I didn't know he'd hurt you or kidnap you, I never wanted it to go this far, maybe just to scare you and Jack but not this!" Dillon started to ramble on. I looked at him, confused as I tilted my head.

"What do you mean you didn't want it to get this far?" I asked. 

"I helped Travis with the notes, getting a job at your school and at the venue, the presents, the calls, I told him information about you and Jack, and I'm so sorr-" he didn't finish his sentence since I slapped him with all the force that I got, looking absolutely pissed. So that's how he knew my number, my address, my work, my wedding, everything! All because of Dillon's betrayal. I knew I had tears in my eyes but I refused to let them fall. "I deserved that," Dillon said as he rubbed his cheek.

"You deserve so much fucking worse for what you did! I trusted you, Dillon! I thought we were on good terms but obviously, I was wrong!" I was practically yelling now as Dillon just looked dejected now.