Lena's POV
Everything is so blur and my head hurts badly 'by my head I don't only l mean the hangover I'm experiencing now , actually I think I hit my head on something hard.' I don't remember much but I'm sure this pain has something to do with my current location.
I slowly open my eyes to find myself in this empty storage-looking room . This place smell funny and dusty, the only thing here aside from the bed I lay on now and the blankets is an old lamp. Like I said I don't remember much, as I try to sit up realisation hits me.
'Ouch' My head seems to complain of my sudden movement.
"Mmmm-mm" I try to scream for help, buh how stupid can I be, of course they gagged me and tried me up .
"Mmmm-mm" I really need to know where I am , who brought and how long I have been here. I also need to know who wants me here. I sighed in frustration.
Now how can I get the attention I need. I start to kick the bed like an angry little girl hoping that someone would come in and luckily for me they did.
"Mmmm-mm"
"Hey Ted, take the cloth out of her mouth. I think she wants to say something"
Ptuff 'Ted' what a silly name for a guy like this.
"Maybe she wants to give me a kiss" Ted says and laughs at his own joke.
Well I guess a silly name for someone stupid isn't a problem at all. I roll my eyes at his lame joke and patiently waits as he takes the cloth out and untie my hands.
"Water"
The other guy , I think he's called John returns with a glass of water after taking a huge gulp before I let out some questions.
"Where am I ?"
"Sorry babe, that I can't tell" Ted says
I scoff he's such a dickhead.
"Fine! Who brought me?"
"Sincerely I don't know that either babe."
"Rrrrr you're just good for nothing, can you at least tell me how long I have been here ." "Hmmm" he just stands there giving me the thinking face so I turn to John for an answer.
"They brought you here at dawn so I think you've been here two days."
Two days
"TWO DAYS!" Omg this can't be happening. This means I have probably been unconscious for two whole days "who wants me?" I voice my thoughts out loud.
"I'm not really sure I can...."
"Me!"someone says from behind the two guys. I sit up to take a better look.
'This man well dress in his black suit walks toward me. He's quite old buh it's not even obvious. I recognize him but from where. I try hard to think but the pain in my head makes it impossible so now I'm sitting at the edge of the bed in frustration. '
It's like everything stopped moving including time itself, just so I could think properly. I try to take a sip of water to calm my pounding head but I suddenly drop the glass when I realised who it is. I have never not even in my dreams seen him before atleast not that I remember. I only saw the picture aunt Clara showed us once. I feel hot and cold all at once, as sweat cover my forehead. Smith.
'Where is Dionna? ' I look around desperately forgetting that at this very moment I'm on my own .
'What is wrong with me? ' I'm a Spear, I fight.
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Sweet Revenge
Teen FictionFinding love and seeking justice can't be better well explained if it means 'love in the bosom of the enemy's enemy' . A girl is driven to lead a gang at the age of 18, forced to seek justice for the death of her father and her best friend's mother...