Innocence is just her disguise (Sadie Bane)

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[Im gonna show you crazy- Bebe Rexha]

"Adam!" I scream. "Adam!" I scream again and hear the door open.

"What?" He groans.

""Let me out of this." I demand, squirming around.

"No."

"Why?"

"Because you'll rip someone's eyes out."

"No I won't."

"Sadie, you already did."

"That was a dream."

"No it wasn't. Everyone saw it. It was very disturbing."

"Well maybe that guy shouldn't of been staring at me." I defend.

"He was just looking in your direction!"

"You don't know that!" Adam stares at me, as if wanting to say something but decides to let it go in a sigh.

"Please untie my hands."

"No."

"Why not?"

"I told you why."

"But I want out."

"Give me one good reason to let you out."

"So I can scratch my nose."

He walks over to me and scratches the tip of my nose for me. "There. Now you don't need me to untie your wrists."

"I have to go to the bathroom."

"You just went to the bathroom."

"I drank a lot of water today."

"No you didn't." I huff, kicking my feet like a little kid.

"Why are your holding me hostage to a chair in my basement?"

"Because you're out of control."

"What are you talking about?" I roll my eyes.

"You went to your old school and almost killed a girl."

"She's not a girl. She's a bitch."

"Yeah well, still. Everyone saw."

"So?"

"You just need to calm down Sadie. I know you're upset about Carlos but you have to get over it." I frown. "Look, I'm not trying to be mean but I just want you to calm down."

"I'm just being the old me. Cause apparently the old me was gone."

"The old you wasn't this... bad."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Sure you were really mean and cruel. But this you is way worse. You stab anyone who's near you for no reason."

"Well I'm mad."

"That's not how you should deal with your anger. No ones ever really told you this before but... being evil isn't good."

"It's fun and it's what I do. It's good for me." I smirk proudly.

"No Sadie, it's not even good for you. Not good for anyone at all. You're a murderer. That's evil. Really, really bad. You kill people. Haven't you ever thought about the people who you kill? Haven't you ever thought that maybe you're taking them away from someone who loves them? How you're hurting their loved ones." I shake my head, toning him out. "What about when you were little and the other gang took you and your Mom?" However my ears pick up on that word.

"How they took her away from you. How you felt when they killed her." He explains quietly and gently. "That's exactly how the ones who loved the people you've killed felt." I look at the floor. It's not a good feeling. It's not a good feeling at all.

"Why didn't anyone tell me that?" I grumble, not wanting to feel guilty.

"I don't know. But it's true. You hurt people like that."

"Oh." I whisper.

"So are you more calm now?" I look back up at him and nod. "Ok." He unties my wrist and I stand up. "Do you want a sandwich for lunch?" He offers.

"No." I say and walk upstairs and to the kitchen, opening the silverware drawer and take out a big sharp knife and head to the front door.

"What are you doing?" Adam asks running over to me.

"Going to all the people who knew the people I've killed and killing them so they can't be sad anymore." I explain my grand idea.

"No Sadie!" He yells. "That won't fix anything." He grabs for the knife but I pull it back. He tries to get it as I wave it around, taunting him. "Give me the knife!" He shouts. I feel the side of the knife slice my cheek and I stop. He grabs the knife and stares at me.

"Oh Sadie." He sighs exhaustedly. He runs me to the kitchen, grabs a wet towel and presses it to my cheek. "You really need some help honey." He admits and I roll my eyes.

He forces me to sit back in the chair and ties my wrist back up. "I'll bring you some food later." He tells before leaving. Ugh!