In love with a Lolita

Chapter 8 - Under Control

In love with a Lolita

~ Chapter 8 — Under Control ~

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My already empty stomach was in turmoil, I sat up early in the morning wondering what I was getting into. I looked beside the table the folder that held pictures of my dead father. I closed my eyes and rubbed my hands over my face, I was in turmoil. Which sixteen year old wouldn't be I thought to myself? If anything I was lucky to even be alive since last night, the worlds silently crossed my mind and wouldn't let me sleep.

I remembered Cyrus concern; would he be able to protect me? Or was this a simple solo job that I will be depended on survival. I felt even more alone, I felt like a knife had been stabbed within my soul and twisting it to make things worse. I shook my head and took my pathetic emotions and threw it aside this was a deep job; I wasn't a quitter I never was.

"You shut up and get out of my face" shouted a boy that sounded vaguely familiar to me, I was groggy and my throat hurt. I heard more arguing outside and I groaned.

After last night, I got a text from Jacey to ask if I was ok. Where she got my number didn't surprise me, as knowing by now she is of course a person not to mess with. I replied back something which I have no clue, I was tired and I fell asleep.

"Elsa are you awake?" Angela popped her head in and I grimaced, she was being so nice and all I did was make trouble for her.

"I am Angela" I said shifting in my bed, I saw her bring in a tray of soup and some soft bread, my throat constricted again.

"I got you something for the stomach; I heard you last night are you alright?" She asked I saw a hint of concern which changed swiftly.

"I am ok now, I'm so sorry for the trouble you didn't have to" I whispered, I don't know why she was being nice it wasn't worth it. I was a nobody in this house the least I deserved was a hello and that was it.

"Nonsense, eat up and clear that stomach" she said and walked out again without a word.

I ate the food as quick as possible, I sighed when I finished. I was reminiscing about last night and I cringed. What a night, it made my heart race with fear again. I didn't catch the boy's names or the bad guy's name. I only caught a whiff of their dry humour and those words he said to me. It put a chill in my bone that I wondered if he actually knew who I was.

"You think you know what the games about, don't be pathetic you don't know anything you're still a kid!" Shouted Callum outside, I wondered why they were arguing, I got up and opened the window slightly.

I saw the two boys arguing away and having a stare off. They were like rabid dogs trying not to gnaw at each other. I was surprised one of them didn't do it already. I wondered why they were arguing.

"It's not a game anymore Callum it's worse than that" Jenson shouted, oh how right he was I thought.

"It's a game and always will be, and I'm the master at it" Callum grinned "There will be big news soon and I will be the winner" he smirked and my blood turned cold, whatever he was doing meant it will be the end of the game.

I rushed down and tried to stop the argument as quick as possible, I even slipped on whatever was close to me and rushed down. I didn't want Jenson to leave I had to talk to him. Talking with Callum was like talking to a brick wall, with Jenson I had a chance and I needed to know what this game was.

"You must be stupid, didn't you hear what they said you need to give them the stuff now" I heard a boy's voice shouting outside.

 "I told you to stay out of it, you make it worse" the older boy growled as I saw from the sidelines, I felt confused was they speaking about something important.