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Chapter Eleven: Escape

Mack's P.O.V

I cursed under my breath each time I struggled, trying to wiggle my limbs out from the grasp of the ropes.

My head started to hurt from trying to remember specific details of what had happened before this happened. Who was with me earlier?

There was a light knock on the door, followed with the clink of glass and someone opening the door carefully.

“You must be thirsty.” They said, their voice was low and more child-like than earlier.

“I'm not.” I flinched, not wanting to take anything this person had given me to consume.

Ignoring my refusal, they made me drink the water, which only made me spit it back to them.

I could feel a sting on my face, it took me a while to realize that they had actually slapped me.

“Who are you?” I asked, starting to cry because of the pain on my wrists and face.

They ignored my question, muttering words too low for me to understand.

My memory was starting to get clearer. I tried to remember who I was with again.

Then I realized, “Laine?”

I'm sure that was her name. She didn't tell Angel for some reason, but I think this person here is her.

The room went quiet, as if there was no one there at all.

“Yes?” She said, her voice had an aggressive tone, she must have been furious that I had remembered.

“Why did you—”

“Shut up.”

The rope on my right finally loosened, my wrists were painful. I wiggled my hands some more and the rope finally was loose enough for me to release my hand without her noticing.

“Are you hungry?” Laine asked, breaking the silence between the both of us.

Maybe I could get her to leave the room just for a while.

“Yeah, a little.” I said in a somewhat happy tone to throw her a bit off guard.

Once I heard the door close, I waited for just a few seconds to make sure she really wasn't in the room anymore before I jolted my hand up and took the blindfold off.

I untied my left hand opened the door carefully as not to make it creak, it seems that I was in the closet.

The hotel room was different, and I saw a man's body on the floor, so Laine most probably broke into someone else's hotel room.

I ran out as fast as I could, making my way to the ground floor, my plan was to report everything that had happened and make sure Angel was alright.

We had to get away from here as soon as possible.

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