Muse (Caspar Lee Fanfic)

Chapter Twenty: Taken

Lilly's POV

The moment Jordan's fist connected to Caspar's face I let out a high pitched scream. I saw him fall to the ground and almost instantly, Emma covered my face with a handkerchief. A sickly sweet smell filled my nostrils. The last thing I remember seeing is Caspar's eyes falling and Jordan slipping a note into Caspar's hand and clenching it shut.

I was suddenly woken up by a cold liquid being splashed onto my face. My eyes shut open and I saw I was in dimly lit room. Jordan was standing in front of me, with Emma standing by the only door in the room. I quickly glanced around the room and saw that there was nothing in here except the chair I was sitting in. There was a window, but it was barred up.

"Wakey wakey princess," Jordan said. I tried to budge, but my hands were bound behind me, and so were my legs.

"What the hell? What am I doing here? Why are you doing this?" The questions flew from my lips angrily.

"Simple: You're Eva's little sister."

"So? What has she done to you?"

"She's the reason why my sister is dead!" He screamed, and I jerked.

I was silent, remembering the story my sister told me.

"She came to my house that night, and she threatened me and Joe. And well, things happened and she just shot herself. It's something that's hard to explain."

I looked at my sister through the computer screen, and I cried.

"Ate, I wish I was there to help you."

"I'm fine," she laughed. "That's not what I'm really thinking about right now though."

"Then what?"

"I'm thinking about her older brother. He's a good person. He tried to tell Cassie to let it go, and that she did to me was wrong. He apologized to me about her behavior. But at her funeral... he was..."

"What?"

"He was furious. He threatened me."

And that was all she told me before she hung up.

I mentally smacked myself for only remembering this now.

"What your sister did... it's sad. I know. But you also knew that what she did to my sister was wrong. You told her that. So why are you doing this?"

I felt the flat of his hand connect to my face, and it stung my face badly. "Do you want to know why I'm doing this? It's because your sister could have saved mine! She and Joe, they could have done something..." he covered his face with his hand and I heard him let out a small whimper.

If the case were different, I would have felt bad for him. Or well, I did, a little, but it was overpowered with fear and anger.

"So what are you planning on doing with me?"

Jordan looked back up at me, his eyes red. He stood up straight, and he towered over me more than usual since I was sitting.

"I'm going to use you, to get back at Eva."

The fear I felt sky rocketed through the roof. He's going to kill me. I thought to myself. I haven't been in London long and already I was going to die.

"Get over with it then. Kill me," I dared him.

Jordan laughed. "Oh no, it's not going to be that simple. My sister was tortured with the pain she felt for a long long time dear Lilly. And that's what I plan on doing to you," he said before he took out a knife and stepped closer to me.

I screamed, and Jordan slapped me again. I stopped screaming and he pressed the tip of the knife to my neck, lifting my face higher.

"You can scream all you want but no one will hear you here. But I don't want you to scream because it's annoying. So keep it down okay?" he said before giving my neck a little knick.

It didn't hurt, but it stung. I could feel the warmth of my own blood streaming down my neck. It wasn't enough blood to do much damage, but I knew this was not all he had in mind.

"Let's go Emma," he said, turning around and grabbing his girlfriend's arm and moving out of the room, shutting and locking the door behind them.

I struggled in the seat, the lack of blood in my feet and hands becoming worse as the blood flowed out of my neck.

I stopped moving and took a few deep breathes, trying to calm myself down. If I was going to get out of here, I had to keep my head straight. I looked around the room, and saw that there were a few things here and there. There was a rusty old bucket in the corner of the room, a stack of old newspaper in the other, and some old batteries on top of the stack.

I groaned, not knowing how any of those could help me, especially since I was still tied to this stupid seat!

I decided to just try to stop the bleeding first. I pressed my chin to my chest, trying to close the knick that was in my neck. Luckily, after a few minutes the bleeding finally stopped, but I was drenched in my own blood and sweat.

I started to cry. This is not what I wanted to happen when I moved here. I moved here because I needed more inspiration. I wanted to be with my sister. And mostly, I wanted to be with Caspar.

Caspar.

I silently prayed he was alright. He didn't have to get dragged into this. He wouldn't have been hurt if it weren't for me. And he was right. We shouldn't have come. We should have stayed away. I should have stayed away once I found out who Kyle really was.

"Caspar, please be okay," I whispered. I had to get out of here. I had to get back to Caspar and my sister.

Okay guys, so everytime it's Lily's POv, there will be some triggering stuff. Several types of abuse, depressing things, etc.

Thanks x