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Me: Chloe? Where's Tori?
Chloe: I don't know.
Me: You didn't take her did you?
Chloe: Um...I-I...no...
Me: (Glares). We'll see about that.
Chloe's POV:
I woke up, groggy and a bit dishevelled, and felt cold and warm at the same time. I blinked and rubbed my eyes, sitting up. I tried to stand, but saw that my foot was chained to the wall.
"What the hell?" I whisper, voice cracking. I clear my throat and struggle to move, but it's no use. Than I look around, wondering why I'm so cold, but than there's a warm spot on my arm.
Crap.
I'm lying on a metal floor.
What the hell is this? A metal box?
Everything was old and rusty, the rust covering the walls, making it seem like blood. I coughed, white puffs of cold air popping out of my mouth. I placed my hand on whatever was making me warm beside me, and when I touched his arm, when an electric shot jolted through me, causing my palms to get sweaty and my heart to beat wildly, I don't even think twice about it. I collapse into his arms, Derek's arms, the ones I've been waiting to feel around me for a day but what seemed like five thousand years.
I look up at him and see he's breathing, but his face was bloody and he seemed like he was in too much pain to bear. My eyes trailed over his body and I realized he was shirtless, his chest and abs covered in blood and red scars. His foot was chained, too.
Tears prickled. I blinked them back and leaned over, pulling the chain as hard as I could, my palms getting scratched and bloody from the metal. I sighed and shifted.
I felt the back of my head.
Blood.
Who the hell hit me?
And what did he hit me with?
I leaned close to Derek's ear and whispered, "Derek."
He opened his eyes.
His gaze met mine.
I tried for a smile, but I could barely do that. His eyes were red, and so was his face.
Crying?
"Are you okay?" I whisper.
He nods and tries to sit up, but I held him down. Right now, he was too weak to even fight against it.
"Lie down. Rest."
"Chloe," he growls.
"Yes?"
"Help me."
I look at him, and tears roll down my cheeks. I knew what he meant.
He didn't mean to get out of the chain.
He didn't even mean to get out of here.
He meant about this whole thing, from the Edison Group to Andrew to Tori's Mom and everything in between. He needed me as much as I needed him.
"Seems you're both awake."
I turn around.
I gasp when I see who it is.
Tori's POV:
"What time is it?" Simon asks sleepily from the couch.
"Late."
He opens his eyes and meets my gaze. "Exact time, please."
I sigh lazily and check the clock. "Four in the morning." I yawn.
"Oh God. Why aren't they back yet?" he says.
"I don't know. But Chloe said not to look for her until at least two days have past."
"Since when do you listen to Chloe?"
I stare at him. "Since...since we all became in this together," I croak. "Especially since you and Derek are my brothers. And Chloe is my friend."
"Your friend?"
I shrug and allow myself to sink into the couch.
Simon snuggles into the couch as well.
"Simon?" I whisper, opening my eyes to glance at him.
He started to snore.
I sigh and close my eyes again, falling fast asleep, a dream clouding over.
I was surrounded by beautiful luscious grass and trees, filled with big, juicy, fresh fruits. The scent was breathtaking.
"Chloe? Chloe, where are you?" I call.
"Over here."
I look around. "I can't see you."
"Over here, I said."
"I still can't find you. Come out."
"No."
My face darkened. "Come out!"
Her words were muffled, unintelligible. I sigh.
"Speak up, Chloe."
Again I couldn't make out her words.
Suddenly everything darkened, the beautiful scenery around me turning ugly, dark, black, scary.
Everything rotted; all the fruits and leaves fading into an ugly brown colour.
I gasp. A name formed on my lips. "Lucas."
"Yes, Tori?"
"I love you."
"I love you too, Tori."
A boy with a slender build appeared from behind the trees. He full, soft, brown hair, falling into his hazel eyes. He was the most beautiful boy I'd ever seen.
He stepped toward me, leaned in, and-
"TORI!"
I squealed, falling right off the couch and landing on my face.
"Ow," I groan, lifting myself up and rubbing my nose. I glare at Simon.
"You wouldn't wake up."
"How long have I been asleep?"
"About two hours."
"Oh." I yawn and glance at the clock.
What the hell?
It's already six in the morning!
"Any sign of Chloe or Derek?" I say, walking into the kitchen to make some breakfast. Or, at least, try to make some breakfast.
"No," he says helplessly, following me.
"How about Andrew?"
He stares at me than walks out without another word.
A few seconds later he returns, panting.
"He's gone," he says. "Andrew's gone."
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