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Chapter Nineteen
Sara's POV
I woke up in my bedroom. I quickly realized that I was bound to my own bed and my mouth had a cloth tied around it.
What the actual hell?
And then I remembered.
Jenna...
Jennifer
Shes a lieing bitch!
She actually kidnapped me. Is she Kielys killer? One thing for sure, I'm not sticking around to find out. I awkwardly shift around looking for some sort of escape access. Then I remember the dinner.
Aiden....
The only way I could get out is if I cut myself free. I grin and get my bracelet and hold it close to the rope and try cutting through. Unfortunately for me it barely makes a slit cause my hands are bound. I keep cutting and cutting.
And cutting...
And cutting...
And cutting.
I stop cutting and tried not to look like I'm freeing myself. I pray that she will leave. But in walks Jenna (if thats even her name) the bloody traitor. Her smile looks forced. Like she isn't happy to see me like this. But she replaces it with a smirk.
"Hi little Sara. Its a shame you found out about my plans. You clever girl."
"What are you going to do. Kill me? And who the hell are you?" I ask. When I ask her this her face distorts in pain.
Keep cutting....
And cutting...
And cutting...
She continues with that creepy grin. "All very good questions. Unfortunately can only be answered the very famous him. He's quiet handsome is he not? Oh wait you'll be dead before you can place your eyes on him."
"You conceited bitch! To think that I actually trusted you. Rot in hell!"
Slap!
Jenna had hurt me. My face stings with pain as she just smiles evily at me.
"Your such a brat. No wonder your parents left you." Those words cut deep.
"They didn't leave. Their plane crashed." I whisper through tears.
"Why would anyone want you. First your sister than your parents. Has your Aunt Jennifer even made any attempts to save you."
"No. Because I thought you and I had that connection. I loved you. And I felt that love back. All of it couldn't have been fake Jenna. I mean something to you. Let me go. Please. Jenna I know there's a part of you that pains you to see me like this. Jenna please. You may not have been Jennifer but you and I had moments. Real ones. Don't do this to me!" For a second her smile wavered. I thought I had actually gotten through to the witch I called Aunt for so long. But she just shook her head.
Keep cutting!
"Your wrong. Gullible Sara. No one can know about my little slip up. With you, my secret dies. The evidence was supposed to vanish. You were supposed to vanish. And now you will." She pulled out a match box and my fear intensified.
Mr. Mysterious was right.
He knew all along.
Cut
Cut
Cut
"Jenna! Jenna! Please. My family is dead. Let me live. Why would you save me if you wanted me dead. Jenna!" I desperately shrieked. She lit the match ignoring me with a cold stare before pouring gasoline everywhere.
Cut
Cut
Cut
Almost free.
"There's a part of you that hates this. I know it. Jenna you don't have to. We can solve the problem together. Do I mean nothing to you. We had a bond. Its still there and screaming at you to listen. Jenna stop!"
Jenna's face distorted in pain. She was dropping her match. As she did a single tear slipped her eyes. Even though she did this to me I felt bad for the her. Somehow a part of myself knew this was not by choice. She was forced into it.
"I'm sorry." And with that she dropped the match and left.
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