Betrayed

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I woke up with a small groan in pain as my eyes were still closed. It was very quiet as I started to panic, remembering what happened just before I blacked out. My head still throbbed in pain, as I may have a head injury from landing on it. Opening my eyes, I quickly scanned where I was and I couldn't recognize the place at all. It was a dim room filled with tables and big heavy boxes. Did she kidnap me? If so, where the heck did she take me?
"You're awake, I see." I heard her say as she appeared from opening a door with a smirk on her face. I suddenly looked down and realized that I was tied down to a chair. The ropes were very tight around my arms, probably will leave a bruise somewhere but right now that's not the biggest problem. My own best fr-well, ex best friend attacked me and tied me up in a chair. Took me to who knows where. Hey, that sort of rhymed.

"Where did you take me? And why the hell am I here?" I glared at her as she stopped infront of me, still holding onto that smirk. "Matter of fact, why are you doing this to me? What did I ever do to you?" I added more questions....None of this made any sense to me. How long have this been going on? Was her mission all along was to get close to me?
"It never fails that you ask a lot of questions." She finally responded, walking over to one of the tables that were stacked with boxes. I don't even wanna know what's in those things.
"And it never fails that you don't answer them." I remarked back, earning a small scoff by her as she rose an eyebrow.

I looked back down at the ropes and tried to move my arms free but they were exclusively secured around me. This chair is extremely uncomfortable. She could've gotten a better chair if she was kidnapping me so my ass wouldn't be sore. Cheap ole chair.
"I see you were smart by distancing yourself from your phone so we couldn't find you. But that only worked for about a few hours, am I right?"
She began laughing loudly, nonstop as I clenched my jaw. How is this funny to her? "What is wrong with you?" I stopped her from laughing, making a disgusted face. I couldn't believe anything right now. Am I dreaming? Because if I am, then please wake me up from this horrible nightmare.
"There are a lot of things wrong with me. But overall, I'm proud of myself. I actually didn't think I would be able to pull this off for so long." She said as she looked at her watch, probably checking the time.

I couldn't say anything except look at her and shake my head. I don't even know what to say. I'm so lost and hurt, I can't even explain the feeling anymore. Out of all people in that school, she was the last person I would even think of trying to hurt me. Well I guess I was wrong. Totally wrong.
"You're proud of yourself? For what exactly? Pretending to be my best friend so that you could get close to me and do what? Collect information for them? Huh? Did they pay you to do this?" I half-shouted at her as she took things out of the box.
"Well, I guess if you put it that way.......yeah." She confirmed it with a shrug, making me even more angrier. I was also mad at myself for letting this happen. How could I not see it?
"You're pathetic." I spat out towards her and she turned around once again. What the heck was she doing with those boxes. They're opened up and so were these two black duffel bags.
"I wouldn't sit there and call me names now if I were you." She told me as she took something out of one of the bags. Turning around to show me. I instantly gasped at how sharp the knife was as her smirk became wider and wider by the second.
"Remember the knife you had in your hands?" She waved it in my face as I gulped in fear. I was actually kinda scared of her. I didn't know what she was capable of anymore.
"Yeah, I remember." I answered as I followed her every move. She was walking slowly in a circle around me as I still remained hostage in the uncomfortable chair. "I'm glad you do."

She continued to circle me for a few more seconds before she stopped infront of me and crouched down. I avoided eye contact as I stared down at her jacket that I bought for her birthday last year. It was her favorite one to wear ever since then. I regret buying it now. She doesn't deserve anything. "Why the sad face?" She poked out her bottom lip and tilted her head to the side as I looked up at her. I wanted to punch her in her freaking face again. For all those stories and secrets we shared with each other. The comfort we gave to each other when the other was feeling down. The laughter and fun we built together. Everything we did was a lie. A fucking stupid lie.