Chapter 6

VIOLET

The accident, glass being crunched as someone walked over it, and the voice saying to take care of them were the last things that I remembered before everything went dark.

My body felt like it had been through hell, but I supposed that it had given everything that happened in such a short period of time.

I attempted to take stock of everything that I could before I opened my eyes, uncertain about what would be waiting for me.

My body was laying on something soft, surprising me because the assholes hadn’t seemed to care about my comfort when they manhandled me. It would appear to be a bed that I was laying on if the silkiness of its sheets was any indication. At least they were good quality. That right there was a plus.

Why would they care about placing me on a bed? I got the impression that they were elitest bastards that thrived off of the pain that they inflicted on those they deemed to be unworthy.

I was focusing on their glaring lack of personalities that could be at least stomached instead of what I had overheard about myself and Mom. Everything was making my head feel like it would combust at any point.

‘And you’re certain that she’s not human?’

Those words bounced around inside of my skull, but they refused to make any sense whatsoever. Of course, I was human. Those assholes were just delusional. That had to be it.

My fingers flexed as I remembered what happened when Greg and Ron both went flying. It had to be a coincidence, right? Sure, I didn’t believe in coincidences, but I might have to change my stance on it. Appearing insane was not on my bucket list of things to do before I died. Speaking of that list, I should add another bucket goal: don’t die.

The light was a bit bright, so my eyes immediately closed right back again. Ugh. This wasn’t helping the throbbing headache pounding away at my skull.

“No, she hasn’t woken up yet,” I heard a female say.

I did everything in my power to keep my breathing and heart rate under control so that she didn’t realize I was actually awake. There was no telling how long I could keep her in the dark, but I would do everything within my ability to stay off of other people’s radar for as long as possible. It was a damn good thing that she hadn’t seen my eyes open.

“It’ll take however long it takes.” There was a pause. “Yes, I understand. I’m going to go grab some things that’ll be necessary once she awakens.”

She must’ve been speaking on the phone. I heard her bid farewell to the other party.

The sound of a door opening and closing caught my attention. I waited for a count of ten before my eyes popped back open.

Not certain what I had expected, but this room looked nicer than anything I had ever been in before. Everything looked polished and expensive. Part of me worried that I would dirty it up.

Was this a tactic to psych out their captives? Give them a false sense of peace before ripping it away from their clutches and throwing them into a medieval torture chamber? Now, that would be true torture. Going from wonderfully silky sheets to a hard concrete floor. The inhumanity of that thought.

I shook my head to clear away the unnecessary thoughts. Then I forced my body up, knowing that I needed to disappear before the woman got back. There was no telling what she felt would be needed once I was awake, but I wasn’t going to be waiting around to find out.

At least I was clothed, making me wonder who changed me out of the other clothes. Now, I was wearing a plain black tee and a pair of sweatpants. A pleasant scent wafted up from the shirt. No idea what cologne it was, but it was nice. It wasn’t a focal point at the moment though.

My cheeks heated in embarrassment that someone saw me like that. A shudder went down my spine when I remembered how the guy had groped me. I had felt powerless, which was something that I never wanted to feel again. Somehow, I’d make sure that happened.

My heart clenched when I thought about Daphne. What would Ron tell her about me being gone? A tear rolled down my cheek at the thought of my sweet sister hurting.

I had to get it together if I wanted to make it back to her. No matter how long it took, no matter what it entailed, I would find Daphne again and we’d run the fuck away to some place where nobody would ever find us. Had I did that in the first place, we wouldn’t be where we were right now. Hindsight was a bitch.

I blew out my breath, needing to focus on the situation at hand.

Whose voice was the one that I heard before I blacked out? Who was he in relation to the assholes themselves? There just wasn’t enough information to go on.

My legs felt like jelly when I swung them over the bed and attempted to stand up. Thankfully, my arms caught me before I kissed the floor. It took another minute for me to feel stable enough to move slowly.

“You can do this, Vi,” I whispered, trying to pump myself up. “You’re not going down without a fight.”

It would be helpful if that pressure and power thing worked on command. Imagine an enemy coming at you just to be whacked upside the head with the power. Bam, instant bitch slap. Oh, I could get behind that.

My nails dug into my palms in an attempt to give me something to focus on instead of the way that my heart was pounding. Anticipation and fear wove throughout my system, threatening to drown me. That adrenaline needed to be regulated unless I wanted to end up crashing, which would get me nowhere good.

I peeled the corner of the curtain away from the window. The sun was in the process of setting, so it provided enough light for me to see outside. Based on that, I was out of it for at least a day.

It looked like I was currently on the third floor, so jumping out of the window wouldn’t be advisable. Damn.

There appeared to be thick woods surrounding this place. That would provide coverage and other places to hide if I could make it out there. It was not ideal but the best option at the moment.

The biggest issue that I could see was the people that I saw milling about. I would definitely stand out between the way that I was dressed and the injuries that I was certain were visible. It was too damn bad that I didn’t have an invisibility cloak to don.

I ran a shaky hand through my hair. Well, I wasn’t going to get anywhere by staying in this room. I’d rather go down fighting than wave a white flag. Fuck those assholes who thought that they could take me to wherever the hell they had planned to.

There were two great questions that were on my mind right now. One, where the hell was I? Two, was I in danger? Based on the events that happened since the diner, I would have to assume that I was.

I could totally go for a blue TARDIS showing up right about now. Either David Tennant or Matt Smith would do.

My eyes scanned the room, looking for a weapon. I wasn’t too picky about which one.

Aha! In one of the drawers was stationary. Papercuts hurt like a bitch, but it was the letter opener that caught my eye. It wasn’t overly sharp or anything, but it could be used as a weapon if need be. Anything was better than nothing.

Luck was on my side that there was nobody in the hallway. It was slow moving because I had to hold onto the wall, but it was better than nothing.

I heard footsteps approaching, so I ducked inside of an open room. Thankfully, it was empty. The door closed softly. I had my ear pressed up against it so that I could hear if anything was said.

“What are you going to do with her once she wakes up?” It was the same female from before.

“The same thing that we did with all of the others,” the gruff voice from the accident said.

Their voices faded, which was a good thing because my heart was pounding inside of my chest. What did they do with all of the others? What were they planning on doing with me?

Two deep breaths were taken before I opened the door and peeked out. Slipping outside, I made my way down the hallway. The cream-colored walls were lined with pictures as well as gold and bronze accents. It was objectively beautifully decorated.

“I don’t care! Find her.”

What were the chances that he meant someone else? One could hope at least.

I needed to do something, and I needed to do it quickly. I re-fucking-fused to be a prisoner and would do everything within my power to ensure that it never happened.