I was shocked awake from freezing cold water being thrown into my face.
I gasped, my vision blurry and coughing from the water getting into my nose and mouth.
"What the fuck!" I cried out, squirming again, only for rope to dig into my skin. I grunted from it, frantically looking around. I was in a dark room, both for developing pictures and it was just dark.
"You were sleeping for too long and I'm bored."
The dark red light filled the room, revealing who threw the water.
"Fuck you, Chase!"
"Ow, that really hurt." Her flat, sarcastic voice was already getting on my nerves.
My blood boiled seeing her standing there, all dressed up in her expensive clothes and with a stupid fucking smirk on her face.
"Well, Chloe Price, you caught us. You found out all of the shit going on around here. Do you want a cookie?"
"I want you to tell me everything! All of this bullshit! What did Dana see?! Why did you put Amber through all of this?! What the fuck are you gaining from being a monster!"
Chase cackled, crossing her arms over her chest as she sighed after, "You were more fun when you hated Rachel."
"This can't be just because her dad did drugs! Fucking hypocrites!"
"Boo-fucking-hoo, Chloe. Cry me a river."
"Answer me!"
"It's pretty straightforward, asshole. Rachel's father does drugs, my father catches him. We didn't think he would be able to keep his end of his bargain, so we kept going. He coughed up the money and we graciously accepted it."
"You assholes are rich enough!"
"Eh, now it's just for fun."
I'm gonna be fucking sick…
"Amber's dad is a fucking dick, but did Amber really have to be a part of this shit?!"
"She's told you about all of the drug fucking she did for us, right?"
"What about it?"
"Believe me when I say this, it wasn't supposed to go on for a long time. I did have a set point I was going to stop her! But," Chase smirked, taking a step closer, "her father has terrible timing. He started falling behind. He always said he'll pay in full next time, but then he didn't. He was hardly coughing up a few hundred anymore. The last time was the final straw."
"And you just killed him?"
"Now you're catching up!" Chase sounded so fucking condescending. "It was a kidnapping at first, snatched that weak man right out of his office with a little bribery for his secretary and then some enforcement with a friendly gun. We made some deals in the club room before so getting him there wasn't hard. I'm not sure what happened for a little, because I was busy counting those pathetic twenties he forced into my hands. He was killed quickly, but poor Dana just happened to walk in as soon as it happened. And, well, Rachel most likely told you that."
"Why did you send that picture…?"
"Well," Chase grabbed my hair and forced me to look up at her.
"Shit, you fucking bitch!" I spat, making her pull again.
"Since Rachel's father is dead, that means Rachel has to die with him. You read the documents, didn't you?" She forcefully let go, pushing my head away.
There has to be a way out of here… Where the fuck am I…?
She continued, "My father simply put to kill Rachel along with her father, but he didn't say how. So, just to add a little more tragedy, I wanted to break her down. Keep her getting those drugs, keep taking them, and send her a photo of her dead best friend."
"What… What does any of this bullshit have to do with me?"
"Simple. You were so fucking obvious about hating Rachel. I asked her to throw that party and I knew you couldn't resist. Told her father what was happening at the house and told the jocks to beat you and keep you in the house. I didn't know you'd do all of that fucked up shit in the house, though. We told the police to give you that community service, regardless what the hell you did. Thank you for being a fucking idiot." Chase pulled up a chair and sat down, crossing her legs, one over the other.
"What about that stupid two-hundred-something fine? Did Mayor Amber tell the police to add that to leech money off me?!"
"He did that?!" Chase hardily laughed. "Oh my fucking god, how pathetic! I heard the wife left too; Not going to lie, she was smart for that. It helps with Rachel."
This bitch is fucking sadistic…
She kept going, "I took advantage of you hating Rachel and I could tell that was killing her inside. If you had kept it up, she would've just killed herself and then the news would be because her father being gone drove her insane. My family and I will get away and we can move on."
"You're a fucking monster."
"Thank you, I'll carry that title well."
"What are you going to do now?"
"You're staying in here until Rachel either dies or we somehow make it look as if she ended it herself. Not sure what'll happen to you when that happens. We'll see how my family and I will feel after."
Chase stood up and started leaving the room.
"Wait!" I yelled. "Fucking stop, Chase!"
She just cackled, loud and wicked. "Yeah, like I listen to you."
"Chase! Fucking bitch!" I tried to force the ropes off, but it dug and burned into my skin. I didn't fucking care anymore; I needed to get the fuck out!
"See you later, punk ass."
A/N: Review and shit.