My scream is silent as it's captured by the cloth tied at the back of my head.
I struggle against the men as they try to tie me to the cold metallic table. I kick out my legs in random directions hoping to hit someone.
“Stay still, you little bit-” my fist connects to his face. He grunts and step back holding his bleeding nose.
They manage to tie my hands down somehow. The room goes silent as the sound of heels hitting to concrete echo throughout the room. My body freezes up.
The door opens and the steps stop at the end of my bed.
“Utopit' yeye.” her voice is smooth and as cold as ice. A towel is placed on my face and I hear water running in the sink. I try to strain my ears to hear what's happening.
Cold water is poured ony face. I gurgle and swallow the water as I try to breath. The water stops and the towel is removed. I take in deep breaths coughing up the water.
“It's refreshing, yes.” I turn my head and glare into her vibrant green eyes. The eyes of tge person who started it all. My kiddnapper, torturer and my worst nightmare.
The devil incarnated and her name was-
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The doorbell rings, the chime echoing throughout the house. I stand up and grab my bag from off the couch.
“I'm leaving Sebastian.” I run out the door and meet Damian at the gate. I press my hand on the scanner and watch as the gate opens slowly.
“Hey, Damian!” I hug him and his hands hang limply at his side before he slowly pats my back.
“Aliesa, are you well?” I nod my head that's buried in his chest. His heart is beating fast as he slowly wraps his arms around me and hugs me back.
“Yeah, just missed you.” I pull away and look up at him before grabbing his hand. “Let's go before Sebastian jumps over the gate.” his lips twitch as he leads me to a limo.
He opens the door and I slide into the car. I look to the drivers seat and see an elderly man.
“Hello, my name is Aliesa Gold. It's a pleasure to meet you sir.” I reach my hand out towards him.
He accepts and shakes my hand. “My name is Alfred Pennyworth, it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Aliesa.”
The car ride to the manor is quiet. Not an awkward silence but a nice one that gives me time to steal glances at the close off Damian Wayne.
He's looking out of the window with a peaceful look on his face. I think this is the longest I've went without wanting to stare at my phone screen.
“Damian, let's play Ispy.” I demand scooting closer towards him.
He tears his gaze from the window and averts his attention to me. “What's that?”
“Its when someone names the color of an object and the other person has to guess before they pass it.” I smile at his complication to understand the game.
“Alright, you first.” I slide all the way to the window on my side. He follows close behind.
“Hmmm, I spy with my little eye something red.” I stare at the Coca-cola bottle on the side of the street.
“Is it the stop sign?” I shake my head.
“That woman's hair? Perhaps it's the bottle on the street? The one that's supposedly has everyone's name.”
“It was the bottle. The company is Coca-Cola by the way.” he hums.
We play back and forth, me winning some and him losing some. The car pulls up to the manor and Damian's brothers and Mr. Wayne are at door to greet us.
Alfred opens the car door and Damian rushes out. I slide out of the car and stand awkwardly as they stare at me.
“Um hi, my name is Aliesandrea Gold. You can call me Aliesa, Liesa, Ali, or Andrea. My name is a mouthful.” I look at all of them maintaining eye contact with Damian.
“I'm Bruce. This is my eldest son Richard Grayson, he goes by Dick.” I struggle to keep a straight face and smile at him.
“Name's Jason Todd. I'm the second oldest.” he smirks and I blush as he kisses my hand.
“That's Timothy Drake. Goes by Tim and is a complete nuisance.” Damian completes the introductions and drags me into the manor.
“It's a pleasure to meet you all!” I call out right before Damian closes the door.
“We'll work in the study upstairs. The library has a lot of historical books. I'm certain we have at least one copy of Romeo and Juliet.” he leads me to the staircase.
“Alright, what are our project options?” he opens a door that revealed several shelves lined up. Numerous books layed upon them.
“Wow.” I whisper and slowly run my hands down a row of books.
“There's a table back there.” I slide my hand to the end and follow him to the table.
“I'm going to visit more.” I look around and hear Damian laugh.
“Only because of the books.” I turn and hold my chest feigning hurt.
“That's absolutely absurd, I would never.” I turn my head. “How many books can I borrow?” he gives me a look.
“What? I'm asking for a friend.” he shakes his head and stands. I'm guessing to retrieve the books.
“As many as you like, as long as they're not Dickens.”
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AN: So this book has been entered into the Wattpad awards and I'm not exactly sure how you vote for it.... but if you know go vote…!*internal screaming*
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Fanfiction"Silence won't get you justice." "Yea, and I suppose a man in a bat suit will." "So, it speaks." "I'm sorry my give a fuck button isn't available but my fuck off button is. Would you like press it?" ------------------------------------ Aliesa Gold...
