World War 3 (One Direction)

Her Highness

Chapter 8

My body was shivering and trembling as badly as I could've gotten. My feet were so numb I could barely walk. Half dragged by a Seizer to another room, I glanced down at my pale toes. I didn't know how long I was in a tub full of ice and water, it felt like an hour but it might've been only ten minutes. My teeth chattered noisily as I approached another large tub.

Steamed arose from the tub. The water looked slightly hotter than warm. I looked around worryingly. A plug was connected to a power outlet where the thick wire runs through the tub. 'What's that?' I knew I shouldn't have spoken at all. My voice shook so hard it only gave the Seizers something to laugh at.

Before I was given time to react, the Seizer shoved me onto my knees and a hollow sound echoed through the room as I hit the solid marble. I had barely enough time to hold my breath as he pushed my head into the water. The water felt really hot against my face, it was like invisible long metal skewers piercing my skin. Instinctively, I fought back and tried to force my head out but the Seizer had a lot of strength.

The worst was yet to come. First came a jolt of electricity, then came more that burned my face and I could literally feel it through my skull. I let out a scream. When I had enough sense to close my mouth, most of the air bubbles had already escaped. The electric current was not strong enough to kill, but enough to cause excruciating pain. I felt the skin on my forehead bursting apart. The water started to turn a deep shade of red.

My lungs were collapsing. I need air desperately. With my head completely submerged in the water, all I heard were muffled voices. I couldn't hear what they were saying.

Then it stopped. The pain stopped hurting so much. I realized there was no more electrical jolts. My wounds stung from the water but that was it. A hand grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked me out of the water. I fell on all fours sputtering and retching, gasping for air. A second longer in that water and I would've have suffocated to death. My hands flew instantly to my face and clutched at my wounds. The exposed flesh stung badly as fresh blood trickled down, staining the ball gown I was still wearing.

'You're lucky her highness is very erm...nice...' The Seizer looked pissed off and pulled me up onto my feet. 'If it were up to us, we would have left you there for an hour. Our orders were to take you back to your prison. Bah!' He snarled and prodded my back with a knife.

Tripping out of the room, I saw the same lady with the long lashes. She stood with her hands over her chest, looking furious yet relief at the same time. A shadowed figure of a boy came running towards my direction. The lady swivelled around and pushed the figure back, all the while yelling angry words. And then they disappeared.

My cell was very welcoming. The direct cold blasts of air from above froze my already soaked skin. My drenched skirt didn't exactly help keep me warm. I ripped off the many layers of tulle of the skirt to reveal the jeans I still wore and dumped it aside. I had a very high chance of getting hypothermia or pneumonia. Not exactly how I wanted to spend my time in this hell hole.

My arms and legs were covered in bruises I had much difficulty trying to find the right position to sleep. Tossing and turning, my wounds burned even more and blood just trickled down my face and stained the floor. I had to get my mind off them. Curling into a ball, wrapping my legs with my arms, I fell asleep rocking myself back and forth sitting.

Thud thud thud. My eyes flickered open. The sounds of food hitting the floor woke me up. Breakfast. I dragged my bottom across the floor. Warm Expendaballs larger than they were were in a heap. I scrambled to my feet and hissed through the small hole of the door, in hopes of getting the Meal Lady's attention. 'Hey, girl...yeah you...erm Delilah?'

She stopped pushing her silver trolley and inched back slowly towards me. Her big brown eyes against her sunken face looked as if they could pop out of their sockets anytime. 'I'm not suppose to talk to the prisoners.' She said in her hoarse whisper. She deliberately shook her straggly blonde hair so they covered her face.

'No, no.' I said quickly before she could move on. 'I just want to thank you for the food, that's all.'

'Don't thank me.' Delilah said earnestly. 'I was doing it on her highness's orders. Please stop talking to me. They're getting suspicious. Sorry.' I watched until she was out of my sight before settling down for my meal, sitting cross-legged. I popped a golden brown Expendaballs with yellow swirls. The taste of toasting hot cakes with maple syrup and melted butter flowed down my throat.

Something sharp poked my thigh and I reached into the pocket and found the diamond knife. With heart racing, I used to tip of the blade and scraped the metal wall opposite to the door. A thin silver shaving fell off...

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(A/N) Sorry for the late update. Kinda busy. Btw thanks to those who've read my story n the nice comments!