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Last time…

I looked at her confused. What was she then? I wanted to ask but I didn't want her to poor that damn liquid down my throat when I started talking. But I had to take the risk. I turned my head to the side and starting to ask. "What are you?"

Chapter 7 You don't undertsnad

She smiled. And looked me straight in the face. "Not what you think I am." She answered.

I was caught off guard, how would she know what I was thinking about her? How did she do this so easily? Why was she just not answering my questions? She was avoiding them certainly.

I moved so I was in a better sitting position and was about to swing my legs over the edge of the bed to get up and stretch when she stopped me. She had caught my arm and had a death grip on it, I knew I was going to have a nasty bruise from how hard she was holing onto it. I looked over at her and glared.

She didn't move and I got annoyed trying to remove my arm from her grasp but somehow her grip got tighter then before. I whimpered out in pain and tried harder to pull away. She loosened a little on my arm but didn't let go. I still hadn't moved my eyes away from her

She hadn't moved her eyes from me either. I was about to tug again but then rethought that. I looked down at my arm and her hand and then looked back up. "Do you mind?" I looked down again and then back up again.

She looked down and then looked back up again. "Actually I do mind, I wish you would listen and trust me." She hissed.

I balled up my fists, I did listen to her and how could I trust her, she hadn't given me any thing or any hint saying that I had the right to trust her. "I do listen to you, but you haven't given me any reason to trust you." I hissed back through my teeth.

She grinned. "Dine what can I do to get you to trust me?"

I gave out a hysterical giggle. "Let me go."

She frowned and let go of my arm. "No, you can't go home, and I don't want to hurt you but if you get me aggravated about leaving then I will have to do what I have to do. Got it?" She snapped.

I sighed. "Why are you doing this, I still don't understand. Like with keeping me locked up or that drink that you want me to drink and …. and everything…… I just don't understand." I put my head in my hands. "I'm so confused and I feel so… scared and alone."

She looked at me with sympathy in her eyes. Why in the world would she have sympathy for me? I looked away from her and looked out the window that was open and was glad for once that there was fresh air in here.

She didn't say anything, and walked over to the window I had been starring out. She took the curtain and opened the window's view more. "Beautiful city isn't it?"

I cleared my throat and got off the bed to go stand by her. She didn't turn when I approached. "Do you mind me asking where we are?"

She smiled. "Should I trust you with that information?"

I laughed. "Well I guess you have a point there." I laughed again.

She turned and smiled. "You know if I wasn't supposed to be here or actually be killing you then I think we could be great friends."

"Yeah, you're probably right." I giggled.

She turned back toward the window. "Would you like to go out?"

I smiled wide. "That would really make my day."

"Okay then, but you have to do something for me first."

"What is it?"

"Drink the drink that I asked you to drink before, then I promise to take you out for some fresh air."

I gaped. Even when we were having a moment it always seemed to come to something that she wanted me to do and I wasn't sure that I wanted to listen to her anymore. When she was acting like she was acting before I thought that things were going to be okay. That we were okay on a friendship basis, but I guess I was wrong and it was just an act of her's so she could get what she wanted and be done.

"I really don't know Rachel, I-"

She cut me off. "Please, please just trust me and drink it." She begged. She seemed sincere.

I sighed a heavy sigh and asked again. "What are you?"

She blinked. "I-" She cut off and started crying.

I actually felt bad. I wanted to comfort her but I didn't know if that was the best idea. She walked away from the open window and crawled over to the couch in the corner of the room. She sat down and pulled her knees to her chest while more tears streamed down her face.

I walked over to the couch and sat down next to her, she looked up and stuttered out. "You don't understand."

I put an arm around her small shoulders and hugged her. "No I don't understand."

She sniffed and scooted away from me. I didn't understand, She was staring to give me wipe lash from all the changes in her emotions. I really didn't know what to do in this scenario. I wished I had Jasper so I would know what was up with her.

She looked down again and whispered. "You don't understand."

Hadn't she already said that? I didn't know what else to do so I got up and went over to the mini kitchen and opened the mini fridge, I hadn't drinken anything since the day before, and I wasn't about to drink that orangy liquid on the night stand. I grabbed a water bottle and closed the fridge and sat down in a chair nearby the couch.

I looked to see that Rachel had regained her composure and was just staring out into space. She seemed to feel my gaze on her and looked up. She smiled. "Sorry about the outburst…. It seems to just happen sometimes." She muttered.

I grunted. "Yeah I can see that."

Her smile faded. "You didn't have to try and comfort me, I can take care of myself you know, I am not a baby." She sighed. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings but scooting away from you… I just needed space."

"Yeah I know what you mean." I muttered.

She grimaced. "No you probably don't." She paused. "You don't understand."

I got up out of my seat and ran at her. When I was in front of her I slapped her as hard as I could across the face. She blinked sitting there, shocked at what I had done. I was pissed, she kept saying I didn't understand. Yeah I didn't understand, I didn't understand anything, she had been making no sense. She hadn't said anything yet that would explain what was going on.

When she composed herself yet again she stood up and looked me straight in the face. She looked just as mad as I was. "What in the world was that for?" She growled.

"For you making no sense at all and saying that I don't understand. Well you know what you're right I don't because you aren't making any sense." I growled back.

She looked like for a second she was going to be reasonable but then I was on the ground and she was standing over me. "You're right I'm not making any sense, because you don't make any sense your self. Your just a little brat that thinks that someone will come and save them when they are in trouble just like a fairy tale but that's not real life so snap out of it and look at the real world." She snapped and grabbed her bag from the desk and turned when she was at the door.

"I'm leaving or a few hours, when I get back you better make a descion and you better see the world the way it is or you'll be in a big mess and n one will be there to get you out of it." She turned to leave but turned before she left. "And this time I won't spare your life."

She walked out and I stayed on the floor and cried for everything.

I knew that I wasn't going to get out of this.

I was a goner.

And no one was there to save me.

I was alone.

Alone.

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