Murderers~

Part 24~

The photo tagged is what the Unknown man looks like. He's played by the best, Adam lambert. So like he wears that jacket, and he has gold eyes with specks of red in them. So yeah.

Rose

I wake up to my hands handcuffed to the bed. The Unknown man lays on the bed beside mine, his eyes closed. I see the keys to my release, laying on the night stand in between us. I slowly scoot my butt closer to the edge of the bed, and move my leg, attempting to get the keys. My toe touches the edge of the table and out of nowhere the guy slams his hands down on the keys. I jump and let out a small scream. He opens his eyes and glares at me. "Thought I was asleep?" He grins. I stare wide eyed at him. I shake my head slowly, scooting away from him. "I'm not that dumb, sweetie." His grin grows wider and he grabs the keys. "I realize that now." I mumble, laying flat on my back. He puts the keys into his pocket and gets up. He walks to the small kitchen in the corner of the room and grabs a knife. "Wh- what're you doing?" I say. "Nothing you need to worry about." He whispers back. He puts the point on the tip of his finger and twirls it around. The tip stabbing into his finger. I watch him, my heart beginning to pound. "If you help me with something, I'll help you find your...team." He says, turning to me. The knife is held by his side. "Depends what it is. And, how can I trust you? How do i know you want just kill me." I raise a eyebrow at him, giving him a skeptical look. "I keep my word." He says sternly. I nod. Not moving my gaze from him. To be honest, he's quite gorgeous. "Promise?" "Promise.." He whispers. "Okay," I say and sit up the best i can. I jingle the handcuffs and they make a rattling noise. "At least tell me your name." He sighs and sits down on the bed. He runs his fingers through his hair, then looks up at me. "Maybe after you help me." I nod, and he gets up. He walks over and gets the key out of his pocket. He unlocks the handcuffs, and I rub my wrists. "Thanks." I mumble, looking up at him. He extends his hand and I look down at it. It's the knife he was holding. "Try to make a move, and I'll kill you."