GONE

11

I was nervous.

That was an understatement.

Tommy's plan to attempt to escape and essentially kill Luke in the process was a failure. It had been almost a week now since he had shown his face and it was concerning. He had not even popped in to see. Not that I cared. This just meant we could start over and plan differently. So we began to plan.

Everyday, the two girls always came in and bring us our food on the silver trays. Often, the blonde girl would leave more portion sizing for Tommy, sneaking him a small glances at him every now and then and Tommy used this as an opportunity to get closer to her.

And it worked.

She instead would come in and attempt to hold up a conversation with Tommy as she would brush past him, attempting to touch him in the slightest. However, for some odd reason, she seemed to loathe me. She would occasionally glare at me or even go as far to push me but at all times, Tommy had stepped in. Who knows what type of punishment I would've received if I had pushed her? We couldn't risk anything.

Tommy, using this creepy obsession to his advantage, began to respond to her advances in an almost convincing way as soon, before we knew it, she was head over heels for him and he decided to kiss her- a small quick one on the cheek.

This caught her off guard because as soon as the act happened, she slapped him across the face before running out almost humiliated. I thought our plan had failed. That we were reading into it wrong and this whole time she never even liked him. But she proved us wrong when the next day, she came running back and hugged him, before kissing him to apologise.

It would've been cute if we weren't kidnapped, and this was at school and this was on our free will.

Yet, we had to do what needed to be done.

"Go over it one more time"

Tommy's eyes glance back at me as he nods before shuffling out of his spot and shifting onto my mattress as he stares at me.

Tommy eventually but slowly began to regain his strength back as he looked almost healthier now. His brown tousled hair was overgrown slightly as it was out, poking in all different directions. His cheekbones were more defined, and angular but this was because our food obviously was not enough.

Somehow, he still managed to look exceptionally handsome.

"When Sara comes back in, we know that Iris will leave the room, leaving Sara to have some time alone with me-"

After a seemingly deep conversation with the blonde girl, we had managed to find out their names. Sara was the blonde girl who was practically in love with Tommy while the stoic brunette was Iris.

"I'll get angry at you and shout at you which means you'll run to the bathroom"

"Meaning that I'll be upset and pretend to fake cry" I say and Tommy nods his head. I shake my head.

"Funny how much she hates me. It seems that me crying brings her pleasure"

Tommy lets out a smirk. "She's crazy, obviously she would be jealous of you"

I stare back at him, slightly taken aback by his words but I don't show it.
Was he flirting with me?

I scoff "Yeah, if being held and locked up with one of the most annoying people in the world is anything to be jealous of"