The duo came back almost immediately and came over to where I was hiding. I gulped and pressed myself to the ground. They both sat down on crates about 8 feet from me.
"Whew," Veronica said. "That was easy."
Frederick chuckled. "Wow, I never knew he was so weak."
I inhaled sharply, which I immediately realized was a mistake.
"Who's there?" Veronica crowed. She peered over the crates and saw me feebly attempting to hide under a burlap mail bag. She got up and grabbed me by the armpits.
"You," she said as she took in my features.
I gritted my teeth as she took out a gun and held it right next to my skull.
"Move and die." She growled as she dragged me through the same door that she took Felix and Neo through.
It was a small room, with rows of cells on either side meant to hold storage bins full of packages. She opened one with a key and tossed me inside like I was one of those aforementioned packages. I landed on something soft that emitted a yelp.
"The fuck?" It said as Veronica slammed the door shut.
I rolled off of it and realized it was Felix.
Our eyes met and his pupils dilated.
"M-marzia?" He gasped.
"Oh my god, Marzia, what are you doing here?" He practically screamed as he got to his feet. "What the fuck!"
"I followed them in here… and they caught me hiding." I said softly.
"Marzia… no, no, NO!" He started to sob loudly.
"What the hell were you thinking?" He hiccupped, staring at me with a mix of sadness and anger.
"I couldn't just let them walk away with you!" I shrieked shrilly.
"You should've! I'm not worth it!" Felix choked on his own saliva.
"Felix… don't say that!" I said, and embraced him tightly. He clung on like his life depended on it. I planted a kiss on his collarbone, and he buried his face in my hair. I then leaned against his chest; I could hear his heartbeat; slow and steady.
"You are worth it. You are so worth it. I love you so much," I said into his chest. We rocked back and forth for a few moments until I mumbled, "Where's Neo?"
"She's in the corner… She hit that barrel over there and fell unconscious. See, I told you barrels were bad!" I would've chuckled if we weren't in grave danger.
I ran over to her side and examined her.
"Oh gosh…" I said, my face turning white. She had a huge bloody wound on her forehead, about the size of a walnut.
Felix came over and immediately jumped back. "Jesus," he cursed. "Some wound…"
He stalked back over and stood a foot or two behind me.
All of a sudden, I realized something. "She could be dying!"
"We need to get help…" Felix said. "And quick!"
"Uh, I guess we kind of have to call for Veronica..." I felt sick to my stomach.
"What about Frederick?" Felix asked, and I understood why. I didn't want to deal with an unhappy Veronica.
"Alright, um…" I began. "Uh, F-frederick?" I called.
I heard footsteps and Frederick barged in, gripping a gun. "This better be important, you fucking douchebags."
I could practically feel the blood boiling in my veins. "Excuse me, but NEO IS DYING."
He snorted. "And why should I care?"
"Because, she is a human being!" I retorted angrily.
"Ugh, fine," He groaned as he slipped through the door and took a look at Neo. I was considering attacking him, but he still had a gun in his hand.
"Dammit, I need ice." He said to himself and slipped out again, locking the door.
"Fuck, I thought he would be dumb enough to leave it unlocked." Felix said.
A moment later, Frederick came back in with an ice pack from who knows where. He put it on Neo's wound and brushed off his hands.
"There, done. Now, come with me." He commanded as he grabbed my shoulder.
I tried to squirm away, but he was too strong.
"You have to pay for that." He sneered as he pulled out yet another gun.
I sighed. "I figured," I muttered under my breath.
I turned to take a last glimpse at Felix as Frederick dragged me down the hallway.
There were many more cells than I thought there were. I counted over 50 before I lost count, due to how fast we were moving. He finally stopped at a crude wooden door at the end of the hallway. He kicked it open, revealing a small room with beat up wooden flooring. He lugged me to the center of the room and threw me down. Then, he lay down on top of me, pinning me to the floor. He began to kiss my jaw. I then realized what was happening, and I felt my stomach drop. I began to squirm, trying to get away as he fiddled with the hem of my shirt. I felt it rip, and I squeaked.
"Please… anything but this…" I cried.
He ignored me and began to shove down my jeans. I let out a cry of despair; soon, we were both bare.
I shrieked, the pain coursing through my veins like a bullet.
Oh God, make it stop.
Please!
