Chapter 20: Things Unravel
A/N: Ok, so I was so excited for this chapter that I wrote it (and obviously posted it) early. But I'll tell you now not to expect my usual week end update, simply because (although I have the next chapter outlined) the details I am still working out. Also, I must warn you; this chapter is going to be a little tricky to keep up with because it shifts from multiple points of view. Many of these scenes take place at different places and times and are not arranged in chronological order, but instead in an order that they flow better. Sorry if it's confusing, but bear with me and you will be satisfied with the results.
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Current Time: 7:40 p.m. Performance Time: 20 minutes
Madam Gorski walked through the front gates, nodding at the guards as they let her pass. Since when did the institute have guards? She thought to herself, shaking off any last traces of hesitation she may have. She had a job to do, and she owed it to the girls to help them bring Blue and the Lennox House to justice, even if it meant losing everything if they failed.
Her grip tightened determinedly around the sealed envelope she held in her hands as she walked down the streets of Brattleboro. As she did so, she felt the eyes of many fall upon her, lingering especially near her chest; a result of the jet black, figure hugging V-neck dress she wore. Instead of feeling embarrassed or nervous as most women would, Madam Gorski only stood straighter. If she was lucky then the dress would also work to her advantage when she delivered the letter, and the police would not question the rush in which they were to come to the institute.
Smiling confidently, Madam Gorski continued down the street.
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Current Time: 7:25 p.m. Performance Time: 35 minutes
Blues eyes shot open, and he bolted up in bed. A wave of pain shot through his body, and he gasped as he gripped his stomach in pain.
"Careful," warned the doctor from across the room, "your body is still pumping out the sedative from the tranquilizer dart, so you should feel sore in a few places."
"What. Happened?" Blue managed, still clutching his lower stomach.
"According to some your staff, one of the girls I treated a few days ago-she called herself Rocket-came into your office armed with a tranquilizer gun to defend her friend, who you also had in the office. In self-defense you shot Rocket with your own gun, and she shot hers as well. After that-"
"No, I meant what happened to the other girl who was in my office?" he demanded, impatience heavy in his words.
"I was getting there. While you were unconscious the other girl left your office and met up with another girl who had escaped one of the detainment rooms. They attempted to flee but were caught by the guards before they could make it far."
Blue relaxed a bit. "Good. And what about the boy?"
"Boy?" the doctor echoed, puzzlement passing over his face, "they never mentioned a boy."
Blue breathed out slowly, before gathering his strength and standing from the small, white bed.
"Sir you need to rest-"the doctor began insistently.
"I'm fine," Blue snapped, trekking quickly out of the room. He felt the doctor's eyes on him as he walked, and it took much of Blue's self-control not to wince in front of the doctor. With a great huff he heaved open the door, emerging into an empty hallway.
"Sir!" cried a voice at the south end of the hallway, and Blue turned to see a large guard hurrying down the corridor.
"Jarvis, report, did you capture them?" Blue demanded, his voice cracking slightly as he spoke.
"Yes sir, the two girls are being held in two separate detainment rooms as we speak," he reported proudly "I caught them myself."
"And what of the boy?" Blue pressed, ignoring Jarvis' second comment.
The man's brightness instantly faltered, and he began to wring his hands nervously. "We…couldn't find the boy. Every exit is and has been manned 24/7, so there's no way he could have escaped. But we still haven't found him yet."
Blue swore under his breath. "Fine, but if you don't find him before the performance tonight, I'll have you fired before you can say a word. Got it?"
"Yes sir!" Jarvis replied in a wavering voice.
Blue scowled slightly. The money and housing he paid these men, even if it was quite less than minimum wage, was the difference between life and death for a few of them. They needed his funds, and he needed their services, so for the most part it was a good system. But despite that, they still couldn't handle the simple task of guarding a few young adults.
Seeing the discussion was over, Jarvis turned to leave, but Blue stopped him.
"One last thing before you go. What room is Babydoll in?"
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Current Time: 7:30p.m. Performance Time: 30 minutes
For the 100th time in five minutes I paced the perimeter of the room, my hands anxiously hugging my chest. I had no idea how much time we had, or even if I was lucky enough to have my plan work at all. The stress was killing me, especially now that Blue had captured SweetPea and I (which had not been part of the plan).
My plan had actually incredibly basic, get the police to see what was really happening in the Lennox House and then close it down. Madam Gorski was already on her way to deliver the letter, and Tyler (I assumed) had successfully completed his part of the mission, and was waiting for the arrival of Madam Gorski and the police.
But what good would my plan do if we couldn't expose Blue as well? Assuming my plan worked and the police did close down The Lennox House, Blue would be left completely out of the equation. He could easily convince the police that (like Madame Gorski) had known about the operation but had been blackmailed into silence, leaving the blame on his higher-ups. And of course it worked to his great advantage that any of the girls who would try to expose him were enrolled in the Lennox House for the Mentally Insane.
I sighed, leaning against a wall and closing my eyes. There had to be some way to expose what Blue had done. Madam Gorski could always testify against him in court, but without a case for the judge to take up…
Before my mind could wander any farther, I heard the unlocking of the door, a moment before it swung open. Standing in the doorframe was Blue, anger clear on his face.
"That was a naughty trick you and your friends played," he began, strolling casually towards me. "and… nobody likes tricks."
Before I could react, his hands shout out, slamming me against the cool wall. I winced as a ripple of pain raced through me, struggling to free myself from his grasp.
"Now, this looks familiar, doesn't it?" he cooed maliciously, his lips dangerously close to mine. My heart hammered in my chest as he spoke, my breath coming out in quick gasps.
"I told you before; I don't like it when people take my toys. All I want is to be happy and play with my toys. That's all I want, THAT'S ALL I WANT! ...But you just won't give up will you? You insist on trying to hurt me, again and again and again. But I'm not even the one you're hurting. Look around you. You're in the exact same position you were so many nights ago, but because of you, because of your own actions, not mine, you have lost so much. Your friends, your innocence, so much loss, just to end up exactly where you were before. If you had only just let it all be, then things would be different. Your friends would be alive, SweetPea would have her sister, and you would not be crying right now."
I sobbed slightly, using all of my energy to try to dam my river of tears. I couldn't let him have me, my regrets, my sadness, he didn't deserve it. He watched me as I managed to stop them, though I still sobbed as I tried to get a handle on my breathing.
"Tonight I have a big performance to put on, and people are expecting a lot, especially after the…disappointment, of the last one. And how convenient, now my star performer has returned," he smiled greedily at me. "Of course, I don't expect you to give in so easily, you proved that many times over. But all you need is some motivation."
At his words, two beefy guards appeared at the door, clutching a defeated looking SweetPea in their hands. From his pocket, one of the guards drew a revolver similar to the one Blue had, and pointed it at her head. I shivered.
"We'll be watching your performance from the audience. Be sure to impress, or I will not hesitate to have Sam pull the trigger."
With that, Blue and the guards left the room, Blue smiling knowingly as they did so. In a moment they disappeared around the corner, just before another group of guards took their place at the doorway.
"We're here to take you to the stage," said a large black guard in the front. I swallowed slowly, still recovering from my conversation with Blue. Seconds later, I was being escorted to the most risky performance of my life.
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A/N: I hope you liked it! Thanks you so much again for all the readers, especially any reviews, for they inspire me to continue and do my best work.