Alaska's P.O.V.
It's been about 3 days since I've been taken and it's getting old. I honestly don't expect Arrow to come and rescue me at this point and I'm pretty sure that I'm not going to make it out of here alive. I don't want to get sad and depressing but I honestly don't think I will. My mind drifts to the last month or two. I don't want to say that I like Arrow that way but part of me really misses him and the guys right now. Well more him than some of the guys but that's not important. He's the first guy that I've actually talked to in a long time. I'm not for getting all "lovey dovey" but I really have nothing else to do because my damn knife is hanging just out of reach. I hate her so much. I decide to give up on thinking about Arrow and try to get out of here.
I look up and see that the rope is hanging off a hook and if I can just move a certain way I can get it off. I start to stand up but quietly so that Nastia doesn't hear me even though I'm pretty sure that she can see me at all times but it's the thought that counts. Once I'm standing I start to try and flick the rope off the hook but just as I'm about to get it, a metal plate appears blocking the rope. She walks in smirking. I stay standing and I glare at her.
"Well well, that took less time then I thought. Congratulations!" She says sarcastically.
"Yeah laugh it up. Why do you even want me? You killed my parents. And on second thought why did you kill my parents!" I say getting mad. She shakes her head and walks to my dagger and placed her hand over the handle and it glows faintly for a split second.
"I can't tell you my dear. You'll find out eventually but I can't tell you. Actually I'll do one better," she says and waves her hand and a scroll appears in the corner of the cell with a glass box covering it, "this will only open if I'm defeated and it contains all the answers you want. And we both know that I'm practically unbeatable." She says and walks up to me.
She smiles and makes a sudden movement. I feel a sharp pain in my side and I look down to see a knife, my knife, embedded in my side. I cry out in pain as I fall to my knees.
"You gave me a week!" I grind out through my clenched teeth.
"Well I was getting bored. Don't worry, I'll tell your love that plans have changed." She says and I get mad.
"He's not-" I start to say but I can't form the words. I try again but I can't speak at all. I look up at her and she's holding a glowing ball in her palm and she crushes it. I feel another sharp pain but in my throat this time.
"There. No more lying or even speaking. Have fun dear." She says and laughs while slamming the cell door behind her. And for one of the few times in my life, I let myself let out sobs and hang my head.
I'm starting to give up.
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