"Macey!"

"Macey! Please wake up!"

"Mac…Macey…"

Her face was pale, there were dried spots of blood on her face, and the smell of some kind of drug made me realize that she hadn't been knocked out for long. I could feel a very faint heartbeat on her wrist and neck, but when I went to check Tina, I didn't have the same luck.

Oh god.

Tina is dead.

When is this day going to end?

"They wouldn't give them food for days at a time, and continued to torture them night and day, until they got what they wanted."

Mr. Solomon was still looking down, but he tried his hardest to turn in my direction.

I got up from Tina's side and slowly walked towards him.

"They tortured them because of me."

My statement didn't seem to surprise him. Well, come on, let's be honest, what scares Joe Solomon? Uh…nothing, at least I think nothing does... Anyways, he just sat there with his hands duct taped to the arms of the chair. There were blood stains on his blue shirt and cuts and bruises on his arms. It reminded me of Tina's body, how it was covered in small cuts, that had to have been from somebody's nails, and since I caught a good look at Marissa's nails, I knew she was the one. Macey on the other hand, didn't have as many, but had a lot that looked older than Tina's. And she had that musty stench of being drugged. I guessed that Marissa took turns with them, as if they were dolls to her, and she would interrogate one while the other was drugged, and by the looks of things, there were a lot of turns.

I never thought I would be the one to torture them. Not directly of course, but indirectly.

Running away only hurt them more than staying would.

I am so stupid.

But I am going to fix it.

Let's hope.

...

I was sitting in front of him, and had been for a while. He told me the whole story of how he got there and how Macey and Tina got there too.

"I came about a month after they went missing. I knew where a lot of the COC warehouses were, and after checking many of them, mostly in the west, I tried this one, and unfortunately, their security was higher than I expected. So when I tried to get them out, I was caught as well, and here we are," he told me, his voice raspy and weak.

"Marissa wanted you too," I said. It was strange how it all came back to me. I had never been this far in before.

"She wanted you, and when she couldn't find you she settled for us," with his head he motioned to the still unconscious Macey and Tina, who I didn't want to believe was dead.

"They asked them things like, 'where is she', and when they denied knowing your specific location, they…uh…they…" he trailed off, and I knew it was bad then.

"What did they do Joe?" I softly cried again, feeling the warm tears fall down my cold face. I shivered and brought my knees up to my chest.

"You didn't look at their hands did you?" he said, still quiet and weak.

"Oh my god, they…broke…" I couldn't even finish before I started to sob again.

"Yes," was all he said.

"So they wanted, well want me?" I asked him, once I could chock the words out.

"Yes."

"What about me is so special? Why do so many people want me? Why can't I be unwanted? "

"That, I am afraid, is classified."

Shit.

"Really? I can't even know why they're after me?"

"I am sorry Cammie, I know how horrible you must feel."

"Mr. Solomon, I feel worse than terrible! Tina is over there rotting into the ground, while you are tied up and tortured and one of my best friends is barely breathing and in a freaking coma all because of me! All because I trusted Zach…and he brought me here as a trap!"

"Now Zach…Zach is….uh…well…"

"A lying ass hole is what he is."

"I wouldn't put it that way…"

I gave him a I've-had-a-terrible-24-hours-so-don't-mess-with-me look while wiping the continuous tears from my eyes.

"Alright, so he did betray you, but I won't say that he is all bad."

"Why not? He knew I just wanted to find them and get the hell out of here! Who would have known that you would be here too and that he would be on their side?"

I was back to shouting again, and before I knew it, I had thought of a plan. I whipped out my pocket knife that I had in my bra and cut off the tape securing Joe's hands to the chair.

"So we are going to get Macey out of here and into a hospital, but we have to use one of the south doors because there are less cameras, I noticed that while I was coming in, and hopefully the security guard won't be there, because I think Zach knocked him out pretty good. Maybe they switched shifts," I rambled while putting the knife in the pocket of Zach's jacket I still had, but something was already in there. Confused, I pulled out a piece of folded evapopaper.

Cam,

I know you think I brought you here so they could have you, but I didn't. I promise you, I would never do that. Marissa is trying to get to the top like my mother was before she was killed, and she thinks that getting you will help her get there. Please believe me. You trusted me once, so I am asking you to trust me again. Hopefully you will.

I want to get you all out. I will be back by ten tomorrow morning.

Don't tell them anything.

~Z

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Hey guys. Alright, I'm just going to skip all the mushy stuff and get to the point. Let's be honest here, this chapter sucks. It is very suckish. I am very very sorry. I will admit that it was the hardest to write (I wrote it a few days ago then came back and added stuff to it), because I didn't know how to describe Tina being dead, and Macey being in a coma, and of course, Mr. Solomon is there too. Guys, there are four very intense characters in there! (including Cammie). Anyways, it was definitely the hardest to write, and it's the one of the shortest so far (I try and go for over 1,000 words in each). And, if you are actually reading this, write something really random in your review, you know, if you want to write a review. Which I wouldn't mind…at all. Love you!