THE CLOSET ✔️

NINE

Candace's POV

Lamar hadn't come back since he went after Lewis and everyone was confused.

When Lewis came back, he said they had gone to the police station to see Jon and had taken him some food.

He had a bag of sandwiches in his hands as he opened his room door and entered. He slammed it close and I heard the lock turn.

Tears clouded my eyes and for some reason, a heart wrenching feeling washed over me.

Dread.

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Lewis' POV

Kayla's face brightened at the sight of the paper bag in my hand.

"Hey darling" I grinned and stooped to her eye level.

"Guess who's in trouble this time?"

The half smile wiped off her face and she frowned deeply at me.

"I'll just tell you... It's Lamar. I handed him over to the police. He had your bracelet... Hmmm" I stood up and paced, pretending to be thinking about it.

"But how?" I muttered, obviously heightening her anger.

Then I snapped my fingers exaggeratedly and smiled. "Haha!"

"If he had your special bracelet, that means he took you" I completed and laughed aloud.

"You, pretty eyes,are driving everyone crazy" I pushed the bag of food to her and to my utmost surprise and disgusting, she spat on it!

Anger swirled through me and I gave a wracking slap across the face.

She whimpered painfully, unable to scream.

"Do not disrespect me like that, ever again"

Her eyes looked up at me and squinted before rolling upwards in an annoyingly sassy manner.

She was begging for death without realizing it.

I dragged in shallow breaths, slowing down my heartbeat and annoyance.

I unwrapped the sandwiches and put one to her mouth.

She shot me a badass look before biting down on it.

Satisfied, I smiled and sighed happily.

Kayla stared hard at me and smiled too.

Kayla smiled!

I was going to exclaim when a wet mushy mixture slapped into my face.

Death was coming on swift wings to this bitch!

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Kayla's POV

I smiled and I could see the effect on his gullibly happy face.

Before he could say something else,i drew in breath and spat fully in his face.

He stopped short before his hand shot out to hit me.

My throat itched as I tried to scream. He grabbed my head in his fist and the last thing I saw was his large fist coming towards my face.

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I grunted slowly, my chest and stomach stinging badly as I looked around the dark closet.

He had untied me and I was slouched lifelessly on the floor.

I made to get up when a nerve racking pain shot through me and I collapsed. I put my hand to my chest to soothe the stinging.