This chapter is dedicated to 'GetPitchSlappedNeonTrees', because their story 'Anything Could Happen' simply sounds amazing, though I haven't had the time to read it yet. Also, they have the coolest nickname! I mean, what is it? A reference to both Neon Trees (They are awesome :')), and Pitch Perfect (Also awesome :'))? Whatever it is, I love it :)
I feel that everyone has a Hulk inside, and each of our Hulks is both scary and, potentially, pleasurable.
That's the scariest thing about them.
- Ang Lee
Chapter Ten
10:35 hours left, 8:25 PM
Nina's POV
I couldn't believe what Mr. A was doing. The last time I was awake, he introduced himself to me, and told me exactlywhat he was doing. That's why when I woke up with a bomb on my lap, I didn't freak out. I let my feelings loose the moment he told me, knowing he wasn't lying.
The pain I was in was excruciating. My head was still pounding from the bat, and I had bruises all over my body, from places he had either punched or kicked me in. I don't understand why he was beating me; why was it necessary? Did he feed off of my cries? Knowing that psycho, he probably did.
I kept slipping in and out of consciousness. I was positive it was from the head trauma. Out (run- on)of everything, it was the most serious injury I had. It hurt the most, and it caused me to have the inability to stay awake. It also made me dizzy when I was awake, and I could do nothing about it.
I glanced around, the bare walls driving me mad. There were no windows, no pictures, no anything. There was only emptiness, complete and utter emptiness. It made me uncomfortable, and maybe even slightly claustrophobic.
I heard a door open and shut, and my eyes moved towards the door. It had to be Mr. A; nobody else knew about the location. I instantly gazed away, not wanting to have any sort of eye contact with him. He was a monster. Though really, his eyes were hidden.
"Awake again, I see?" He sneered, walking towards me, but stopping about half-way. He still had his hoodie on, with the hood up, so you still couldn't see anything but his mouth. I had no idea who was keeping me hostage, for all I know, it could be some old guy who has a grudge against Victor. I have absolutely no way to figure out his age.
I didn't respond; he didn't deserve my answer. He deserved to rot away in some prison cell, where all the other person abusers and murderers lived. He would be happy there, among his own kind.
"Not going to answer, are we?" He taunted, making his way to my chair. He leaned his face in, forcing me to stare at him. It was a bit weird; seeing that I could only see the darkness of the hood. But it didn't fail to terrorize me.
I have never been more scared in my life. Nothing was scarier than a psychopath holding you captive, and keeping a bomb strapped to you in the meantime.
"You will answer me, or else!" He screamed, making me flinch. He was so close to my face, I could feel the spit coming from his mouth.
"There is nothing to say." I stated quietly, before his fist collided with my jaw. I let out a cry of pain, but I couldn't do anything. I couldn't move a muscle with the constraints on me; my arms and ankles were tied.
Mr. A stepped back, glancing at the bomb. I had no idea how much longer I had; my head couldn't reach to see it. That made it even worse, not knowing when I was going to become nothing more than ashes. I have pretty much accepted my demise by now.
Mr. A had told me about the others having clues, but I doubted they would get them. I had no idea what they were, but he was a confusing person, and obviously crazy. His clues would be nearly impossible; at least, that's what I think. I just pray that maybe the bomb is defective, and I'll make it out alive.
Another frightening thing I had to worry about was Fabian. If I died, I had no idea what he would do. He was always the person to bottle up his emotions, but I worried that if I did parish, he would do something stupid. I just hoped if it came to me being gone, Amber or someone would make sure he was safe.
"Your friends have started the quest." Mr. A suddenly whispered, rubbing his hands together. "Too bad they are too idiotic to realize it's a trap. Shame, they are such clever children."
Why would he trap them, when he wanted them to come here? Doesn't he think before he makes his plans? And if he harmed any of them, I would be sure to personally kill him. He would not touch my friends; not any of them. He already had me; there was no reason to hurt them as well.
"You kill any of them, you're dead." I murmured, unable to speak any louder. I don't remember the last time I had something to drink, but my throat was as dry as heck. I would kill for some water right now, just anything to quench my thirst. Hunger wasn't as big of a problem; I couldn't eat anything if I wanted to. My stomach wouldn't allow it.
Without even seeing his eyes, I could sense thathe rolled his eyes. He then turned away from me, heading towards the door. On his way out, I couldn't help but notice a phone slip from his pocket. He didn't seem to notice, and left, leaving it right on the floor.
I couldn't tell Fabian and the others where I was, but I could warn them. That was the best I could do. But the question was, how would I get to the phone with all of my restraints?
The only possible way I could get over there, would be by knocking the chair over, and hoping it got me right near the phone. I also had to land correctly, or there would be a possibility of screwing up the bomb. I doubt it would stop; it would probably skip forward, or worse, got off immediately. I would have to make sure not to land straight down.
I would also have to suffer more pain, but I had to deal with it. Fabian and everyone else's lives were in danger, and if I could stop it, I would. Even if I had to live with another injury to the head. I was pretty sure it wouldn't hurt me too much, seeing that there wasn't too much of a fall.
I took a deep breath, before using all my might, and started moving the chair back and forth. It didn't take very long to knock over, and I was lucky enough to land right next to the phone. I was also able to successfully land without touching the bomb to the floor.
But as soon as I did hit the ground, my head hit against it, making me scream out in pain. I prayed that Mr. A didn't hear me, I didn't need him taking the phone away from me, or beating me once more.
The phone he dropped had a touch screen, which was a huge positive for me. I had no control over my arms and legs, so I would have to use my nose to dial the number.
It was already unlocked, so I started typing the numbers. Once I had it dialed in, I hit the call button, and the familiar ringing tone soon rang throughout the room.
Cliffhanger! Haha! I always feel so guilty when I do that, but then again, it won't be too long!
Will Nina save everyone? Or are they really in danger? Or did Mr. A possibly leave the phone there on purpose? Tune in for the next update to find out!
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If you haven't learned, I have multiple fairy assistants. This week, my fairy assistant that is helping me is named Fina… Haha, can you figure out why? Not too hard xD
And yay, we made the early preview, and over one! :) I never commented on a certain something last week.. About Cory Monteith. For the last week, I've been pretty sad about it.. While I haven't watched Glee in a long time, he was my ultimate favorite character. I can't even think about how much pain Lea is in.. They were supposed to get married _. Sigh. Also... Since then, Talia has also passed away. If you aren't sure who that is, she was a thirteen year-old who was an aspiring make-up artist, and had been on Ellen. That broke my heart... Hasn't been a very good week. RIP Talia and Cory ~
Any heck, on a happier note, IDK if I said anything about this last chapter, but I just LURVE my profile. I have my favorite Psych quote up, with a new icon from it :) You should check it outt. Okay.. See you soooon.
~JessIsTheBest~
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