By the look on Dr. Stewart's face I could tell that Juan was gonna spill some good tea. He is known for talking a lot which results to lots of plan revising.

Juan rolled his eyes before turning on his heels, he headed back to his seat and kicked his legs up on the front desk.

"Before I agree to this, I have one condition." I said.

Dr. Stewart smiled, "Please, do tell us your condition."

All I need is to buy time to find Unique and get outta here. With me being here, I'm sure they're ready to transport me to the professor any second now.

"I want food and not just any rubbish you all would put together. What I want is two dishes of Nasi Goreng from the Indonesian restaurant across town."

It'll take them about 4 hours to get to and back here. In that time, I should already be on my way out.

Juan's annoyingly loud cackling erupted out of him, "Oh Janunu! You are funny, I know good and well that's just a coy. Your playing us, how about we just get you a burger from McDonald's?"

"Either you get me what I want or I won't comply." I roughly negotiated.

A silence filled the room as I patiently waited for them to answer. It went on for what felt like a minute and when someone decided to speak it wasn't words from Dr. Stewart or Juan.

Instead I heard a croaky voice coming from the PA. It sounded throughout the entire school as we all listened to whoever was speaking.

"Janunu Williams, on behalf of the 7th Richardson Division, your request of two Indonesian dishes will be fulfilled. I have already released your niece and am now waiting on Death's arrival with your food."

Dr. Stewart and Juan looked at each other, both of their hearts sped up, especially Dr. Stewart's. Their calm beating hearts were beating crazily to every millisecond that passed.

Whoever that was must be of a higher authority than them, and not the mention he ruined my fucking plan.

How am I supposed to get out of here now?

I hope he wasn't lying about releasing Unique, most criminals kill their hostages whether they get what they want or not. That was spoken from experience by the way.

"I think one of us should go to the office." Juan said under his breathe as he turned to Dr. Stewart.

She gulped before running her hand over her clothing, removing any wrinkles before nervously nodding. "Y-yes you're right, I-I'll go." She said before taking off.

After she left, Juan and I looked at each other, he awkwardly smiled at me before meeting his hands together.

"Sooo....how was your day?"

Ugh, this idiot.

In a second, I lunged at his throat, ready to squeeze the life out of him. Hopefully he didn't take any of that healing potion or whatever it is.

My hands grasped onto his neck and clenched his throat as I weighed him down with my body. The look in his eyes from my sudden act was what made me smile widely, I always get so excited whenever someone looks at me like this.

The perfect mixture of disbelief, loneliness, and...fear. Oh this is awesome, I just love how he's trying to get himself free. This should've been Enzo, I should've been the one to end him. Maybe then he'd see that I'm still just as strong as I was before meeting him.

You're strong Nunu, he will never hurt you again.

Never

Never

"I said never!!"

"Die you pathetic piece of shit!"

"Die!! Die!! Die!!!!"

Wha-

Oh no, I don't feel too good. A calming shushing sound came from behind me as the needle that had just penetrated my neck was being withdrawn.

What the fuck? How? But, I didn't hear anyone coming in. Why do I keeping fucking up???

Slowly, the familiar feeling of "no control" found it's way into my hand. My hands fell off of Juan's throat before I realized what was happening to me, and not long after, the disorderly feeling begun spreading across my body.

No. No. No. Please, no, not this. I hate this!! No!! I can't, what are they doing-

I turned my head around to see the Otto brother standing behind me with the empty syringe in his hand. My hatred for him grew, he'll pay!!

My thoughts were interrupted when I fell limp onto the unconscious Juan.

He crotchet down and moved his hands to my face. My vision became clearer as he moved a few of my short hair out the frame of my face.

The Otto brother gripped onto my face and  made me look at him, "Killing you now would be far to generous, I'll gladly enjoy watching you break." He said, tightening his grip on me for every passing second.

I unconsciously tuned out of what was happening and instinctively began trying to move myself. I have to get myself back in control of my body b-before he does something.

My long breathes increasingly became short breathes as I began to go in a state of hypervigilance.

If I'm blessed, I'll pass out and hopefully don't feel anything wrong with me when I wake up.

"What's wrong with you now? Are you...wait are you having a panic attack??"

"Great"

The Otto brother lifted me up and exited the room with me, the lights on the ceiling passed by before he stopped.

The voices of Dr. Stewart and that person on the PA grew louder and louder as we headed to their directions.

A clearing of the Otto brother's throat brought a halt to their conversation when he had reached their location. A short silence filled the room before the PA voice spoke, "What is it, R4?"

"She's panicking and I don't know-"

"Oh my gosh! You stupid idiot!" Dr. Stewart yelled before she made the Otto brother put me down.

She kneeled down and brought my head onto her lap. Not a second later I began hearing an old recording of Zain and Ant singing "No worries" from their favorite movie, "The Lion King."

My breathing calmed the moment my ears heard them. I was once again a child being fed milk after crying up a storm.

Oh how I'd listen to that recording on repeat whenever I could. I remember it being our fifth time in a row watching The Lion King for our movie night. I don't think Zain and Ant will ever get tired of watching it.

H-how does she know about the recording?? How did she even get her hands on it??

"She has a history of her body being used R4, her abuser would drug her in order to numb her body, giving her no control over herself." Dr. Stewart calmly said as she held onto me with her phone near my ear.

"She really has opened up to you on that, hasn't she?" The PA voice guy said.

Dr. Stewart looked up at him and nodded, "Yes Professor, from the past year I've know quite a bit more of information from what we already know." She said.

The Professor! It makes sense on why her and Juan's heart were beating so much.

"Good job R1, we can use what she's told you to help break her."