Boy With Love|COMPLETE|

TWENTY-FIVE

Bloom stared at Rosa as she walked into the small room with a wicked smile plastered on her face. Her black and white polka-dotted skirt and white chiffon top didn't go with the evil look on her face. Her black stiletto heels that clicked on the coarse floor sent an eerie feeling down her spine.

"Hi, Bloom. Glad to see you're not dead yet."
Rosa said, stopping two feet away from her. Her golden locks were pushed up into a neat bun, making her face look long and small.

"It's a miracle right?" Rosa asked with a big smile and laughed.
Bloom took the chance to check her surroundings. She was in a storage room, there were cleaning equipment and old paint buckets around her.

Bloom wanted to speak but remembered her lips were taped. She gave Rosa a dark look and struggled with the ropes to set herself free as if it would suddenly cut loose.

"Don't waste your strength, those ropes can hold the strongest man alive."
Rosa told her as she checked out her perfectly manicured nails.

Bloom gave up and waited for Rosa to set her free.

"I'm sorry it had to end this way, but your father deserves to feel the pain we all felt."
Rosa told her.

Bloom tried to say something again but failed. Rosa sighed and moved closer, she ripped the duct tape off with no care and stepped back.

Bloom hissed at the pain and allowed some air into her mouth. She breathed in and coughed to soothe her dry throat.

"Please can I have some water?" She asked hoarsely.

Rosa stared at her for a long second as if contemplating giving her the water.

"Please," Bloom begged. She felt so dehydrated and was scared she was going to pass out any second.

Rosa grabbed a white plastic bag from outside and threw it at her.

"If you try to escape, you will be dead before you take a step."
Rosa warned her as she untied her hands.

Bloom stretched her hands as soon as they were free. They felt so numb and she could see the bruises around her wrists from her struggle with the rope.

She reached quickly for the bottle of water like her life depended on it. She didn't care about the sandwich and muffins. She opened the cap and drank the whole water in haste even licking the drops that didn't enter her mouth.

Rosa watched her with an enraged look written on her face.

Bloom squeezed the bottle wishing there was more left. She dropped the empty bottle and sighed in content.

She stared at the sandwich and muffin with an unknown feeling in her stomach. She took a glance at Rosa then back at the food.

"Don't worry, it's not poisoned. I decided I don't want you dead, I will give you to the Antisam, you'll be more useful to them."
Rosa told her as if she read her mind.

Bloom opened the wrap around the sandwich reluctantly and took a bite.

"Thanks."
She said after the first bite.

"Don't thank me yet, you might not get out of this alive. Your Dad was stupid to let you out knowing how many people want him dead, I'm surprised it's not on the news yet."

Bloom stiffened, maybe no one had noticed she was missing, but Damian would have known by now.

"If you don't mind me asking, how many days have I been here?"

"Three days."

She wondered why there was no news about her? It's been more than 48hrs and nothing was happening. She was the hidden daughter of the President of the United States, she was a secret and her Dad wanted it to remain that way. Her dad won't abandon her or Damian, what about Zayn? Did he know? Would he even care?