Betrayed

Wait, What?

Audrey's POV

"Where's the bottle?" Taylor asked me for the fiftieth time, walking around me in circles as I was once again, restricted in a chair. Hey, at least I was in a comfortable one this time. My ass feels mighty good if you asked me.
"I don't know." I replied with the same exact answer for the last 20 minutes. I wasn't gonna tell them were it was. It might be something that's helpful for me and Leah, and maybe that's why Xavier gave it to me. He probably wanted to help, and I also remember the conversation Mia and Taylor had about him switching sides on them. Could the bottle be that reason? Was he actually trying to be a good person again? No one knows. Xavier, wherever you are, please stay safe. We need you alive.

"Yes you do. We know Xavier gave it to you at the hospital that day. We had a tracker on his car and we put two and two together. So I suggest you give up, and tell us where it is. It'll make it a lot easier for everyone." She tried her convincing ways. Yeah, right. I know better than that. "What's in there?" I asked in a innocent voice as she stopped infront of me. "None of your damn concern." Mia popped up in the room, sitting a gun down on the table. Did I ever tell you guys that I still have the gun I stole under my shirt? I'm surprised she didn't find it when she tied me up.

"I don't remember asking you anything." I snapped my head at her as she rolled her eyes and sat down on a leathered couch, opening her laptop. I was starting to sink in what she's done so far and I now know that it was my mistake by trusting her in the first place. If I didn't have trust issues before, I sure in the hell do now.

I was suddenly smacked across the face after I glared at Mia. She bursted into laughter as I looked at Taylor in anger. She was so lucky I couldn't move right now. "What the fuck was that for?" I shouted in her face, more like I jump at her causing her to not even move an inch. Such a cold hearted person. "Talk to her like that again and you'll bleed from more than just the side of your rib. Be fucking grateful that I decided to be nice and stitch it up." She spat in my face as I clenched my jaw. They weren't even related but here they are defending each other as if they were cousins to the end. "You can sit there tied up all day and night with nothing to drink or eat until you tell us where that bottle is. I don't even care if your bladder gets full, pee on yourself for god sakes."
"Fuck you." I hissed, and she smacked me once again, but even harder this time. I know my mouth was causing me more trouble but I wasn't gonna let that stop me from saying what I wanted to say. "Learn how to shutup sometimes, you're just like your damn sister."
"Leave her out of this." I demanded with a warning. "Oh please, she's directly in the middle of it." She smacked her lips as she rolled her sleeves up infront of me.

She went next to me and began putting bullets into a handgun, slightly making my heart beat rapidly...She isn't planning to shoot me is she? If she shoots me, how would they find the bottle?

Is that real reason why I'm not dead yet? I know where that bottle is and they don't. I surely wished I opened it before now.

Mumbling something under my breath, I watched as she wrote something down on a sheet of paper. I rolled my eyes and began to look away, when something on her arm immediately caught my full attention. I suddenly squinted my eyes to see if they were playing tricks on me again but they weren't this time. I was actually seeing this. I didn't know whether to gasp-or what. I was started to put the pieces together as I realized everything. I just stared at it for a few seconds before an idea popped into my head.
"You're a crazy bitch, aren't you?" I asked her with a smirk, looking through my peripheral vision as Mia took her focus off the laptop and on to me.
"Excuse me?" Taylor looked at me with her eyebrows raised. "Does she know?" I tilted my head to side in curiosity, of course the smirk remained.
I saw her tense up as she looked down and lifted her arm up, letting me get a clear view of the tattoo. "You're in love with her.....aren't you." My voice became stern, make her jump in my face with her fists balled. "You shut your mouth right this second." She pointed her index finger in my face. "Why should I shut my mouth? I mean it is the truth.....right?" I chuckled as I saw Mia's face turn into confusion. "What is she talking about?" Mia stood up slowly, practically throwing her laptop on the couch and coming closer towards us.

Neither one of us said anything, making Mia turn Taylor around to look her in the eyes. She then gazed down to her arms and grabbed the one with the tattoo on it. "You got a tattoo of her name?!" What are you crazy?!" She screamed in her face. "Isn't that what I said?" I shrugged my shoulder with an innocent face.
"I can't believe you." Mia shook her head in disbelief. "Oh please, you have no room to talk. Going around messing with boys that are younger than you." She put her on blast, making me and her gasp at the same time.

My mouth was opened as I was confused but also shocked.
"Wait, what?" I snapped my head at the both of them. Going back and forth.
"Oh that's totally different, don't even go there." She defended herself.

"Wait......I'm confused.....what do you mean she's going around messing with younger boys? Aren't you 17?" I looked at her with my eyebrows raised.
She looked at me and didn't say anything, lost for words as she glared at Taylor. "So we're ratting each other now? Because I'm not the one who just told her that you were in love with Leah. I had no idea. She figured it out." She pointed her finger at me. "What a fake you are." She looked at her in disgust. "Well it takes one to know one doesn't it?" "Now you know what it feels like to have someone by your side betray you." I glared at her to make sure my point was across. After I made my remark, she slowly took her eyes off of Taylor and looked at me before coming at me in full speed. What happened next shocked me at its fullest as I saw Taylor step infront of her before she got a chance to hit me. "What the hell are you doing? Get out of my way." She demanded, trying to reach behind her. Why did she stop her from hitting me?

I rose both of my eyebrows as I watched the two of them pause, staring into each other eyes like it was their job. What the hell is going on?