Blue

Twenty-three

A/N

You guys did it! 1k reads! Yayy! I'm still surprised, though. To all those reading Blue, I want to say a very big thank you for checking my book out and staying with me till now.

The book is coming to an end, thankfully, and I hope I won't disappoint you as I complete the book. Happy reading, guys! Votes and comments are needed!

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I woke up with the taste of blood on my lips. I looked up, but everything was black. Captured. Dammit!

I thought of the many reasons they would want to keep me here, but I couldn't come up with any. They had dad already, so there was no one else to threaten. Thanks to the message I sent to Mom, she won't be worried. I hope.

"Well, well, well," a voice echoed in the room. "Blue Hathaway."

"How do you know my name?"

"Funny you asked that question. You're in the Cameron's lair and you asked such. Ha! You're quite a fighter aren't you?"

"You can find out if you untie me."

"Oh, I will. But where's the fun in that?" He laughed. I felt like punching whoever it was.

"That's what cowards say." Umph! He punched my stomach. I could taste the food I ate during the day on my lips. It would be nice to puke on the dickhead now, wouldn't it? And I did.

"Fuck! What the fuck is this?! Did you just puke on me? Fucker!" I was punched on my jaw. Shit! "Oh, you're gonna get it this time, little girl." He was about to lay another punch, but another voice was heard.

"Stop it, Carrel. She's just a little girl."

"Little girl? She's a motherfucker. She puked all over my Gucci chain and my clothes. It cost me big money to get the original!"

"Take him out to change. I'll deal with her," the new guy ordered. He hadn't talked to me yet, but I could feel his strength, authority, power. "Blue Hathaway. You cut the arms and legs of one of my security guards. Wow. I'd recruit you if my grandfather didn't hate your guts."

"Wh-who are you?"

"I'm Felix. Felix Cameron. Second heir to the fortune of great great grandfather."

"Second is next to nothing. The title, 'second' is a compensation for not being first."

"Smart and true. You see, I've captured a lot of your family members. Great grandpa is giving his properties to anyone who acquires more of the Hathaways. Dead r alive. Right now, I'm leading."

I struggled against the straps on my hands and legs but it was of no use. He had dad. I held back tears that were at the brick of falling down. I couldn't let my enemies see my tears.

"Your daddy's in the next room. Don't cry, little child. Your toture hasn't started yet." I heard his footsteps leaving the room and new ones stepping in.

I felt chains tied to my hands and feet, making it hard for me to untie myself if I were to escape. Smart. But not smarter than me.

A guy came infront of me with a flashlight. I guessed he wanted to put a chip in my ear or something, so I head butted him and the flashlight fell. The heat of the light was on the chain that was tied to my legs.

The guy came back to drag my hair, but ended up getting my weapon out. A pen. A laser pen. It's blue colour was camouflaged by my hair, so I knew they​ wouldn't see it. The pen fell backwards, cutting off the chain that was tied on my hands. The guy came back and I punched him. Hard.