I don't know why I started blabbing again, but I feel like it. Haha! So, this must be really boring since I didn't find the right motivation to write this chapter, but I'm trying my best for you my awesome readers :)) Sounds cheesy, but definitely true. Woot Woot <3 But, I assure you guys, this ain't boringgg. Hihi :') I have one big revelation here that will totally clear things upp. <3 I never checked for my grammatical errors and all, so please bear with it when you came across some of my mistakes. Thanks for the understanding. Loveyou.
*Lauren's POV*
I am wandering a very dark corridor. And it seems like I'm in a movie clichè where the lead star faces his tragic death. I feel so scared. Darkness isn't the most friendly thing in my life. I live with that for a couple of years and never in my freaking mind would I go back for that matter.
"Lau--Lo-Lauren??", a ragged voice pull me out of my bewilderment.
And I am like "Oh my Freaking God". If it's not for my skull keeping the organs on my upper part intact, my eyes would probably be out of my socket.
"Ohmygod! Nins? What the freaking hell did happen to you?", I exclaimed after seeing a blood-streaked Niña tied in what looks like a pole with hundreds of chains enveloping her arms and legs.
"Ge-get a-aw?", she hardly utter but I can't understand a thing.
"Its ok. I'm here now. Imma get call Drake and we'll be alright. Just hang on there,Nins", I coo trying to keep everything sounds alright, but Fuck. Everything is ultimately wrong. Just so wrong.
She gritted her teeth as if I did something wrong. But coherence is never in my system now, after I saw her body limp with multiple bruise, I can feel tears streaming down my eyes.
"Who fucking did this to you?", I squeal when I saw blood dripping from his chained hands.
"G-ge-Get aw-out Lau", she struggles as if she's been scared or something.
I just stared at her blankly. And something just ticks on me. And that's when I realize that we are like surrounded by a dozen of armed men dressed in black.
All of the hairs that can possibly stand on my body just freaking stand up when I heard something clicked on the back of my head. It's a freaking gun and someone has really pulled the trigger on. It's just that it was not loaded. I take a very deep breath as relief starts to creep through my system that I'm still alive.
"So, you actually come here alone huh?”, the deep baritone voice freeze the hell out of me. I can’t breathe nor move any muscle. I shiver as the tip of the gun carresses towards my forehead.
Of course. Who would have brought me in this nightmare. None other than the devil Ishiru!
He starts laughing maniacally when a sob escapes my containment. Fresh tears roll down my cheeks as he nears his filthy face towards mine.
“You have your mother’s eyes, don’t you? Beautiful, indeed. How awful I should be the one to take such precious thing”, he said before starting laughing again as he gives me a once over.
I don’t know how to react. Is it true? Is my life going to be taken away from me by this asshole. Is my mother really a shitload for selling her own flesh just to be with this devil? Maybe, I got no choice but to accept how miserable she is. But, am I ready to die? Am I ready to leave the comfort f my friends? Will I be ready to leave Drake’s passionate touch and all.
I try to steady my breathing. Maybe, when I let him know that I'm not afraid of him, he'll think twice. I know it's hard to play tough when your nearing your death, but I didn't have a choice.
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