Chapter 9: Who's R.W?

Sorry if there are any grammer mistakes. I wanted to have this chapter edited by my sister before I published it but I've had this chapter on draft for four days now and it will have to be edited later since I was writing on a tablet this time it didn't spell check anything. Hope you understand! Again sorry if there are any mistakes.

Raiden's POV

"No," I deadpanned.

"What do you mean 'no'," Duncan gasped.

"I mean it Duncan, I'm too tired," I rested my head in my hands trying to block him out.

"Okay well you can rest after you see Harley, do you see this?" I look back up at him and see he's pointing at his head.

"What's wrong with it? Aside from the fact you have absolutley nothing in there," I insulted.

He gasped and put a hand over his heart. "How dare you! Don't you see that half my hair is patted down. Harley hit me over the head with a wooden spoon, a spoon!"

"That's not my problem," I leaned back onto the bench and glared at him.

"Oh I get it you're still upset about Emery dying," he pointing at me and smirked. "She's not dying!" I yelled and stood from the bench. He shrugged. "Probably," he stared at me waiting for something to happen. I breathed in then out multiple times before I spoke again. "Why would you bring that up?!" I screamed losing control of my voice.

"To get you riled up, see you're not tired anymore," he pointed at me and smiled.

"I'm not going to see Harley, she's very dramatic about everything," I throw my hands up in the air hoping my statement will make him leave.

"Maybe or maybe not, she said it's about Emery," he said again, like it's going to change my mind if he says it twice. "Okay, what about Emery?"

"Well how about you go find out," he dramatically circled his hands in the air and pointed towards the front door.

I scoffed and walked inside heading towards the kitchen. I open the doors to see Harley at the head of the table holding multiple papers in her hand while the rest of the papers are scattered on the table.

Once she saw me she stood up and flattend her apron down. "Oh thank godness you're okay I heard about Emery!" She walked up to me and rubbed my cheeks.
"Harley," I warned. She let go of my face and went towards the table. "What is it that you need to tell me about Emery," I walked closer to her and saw that the sheets of paper are actually photographs.

"This," she handed me a photo, I turned the picture around and was shocked by what I saw.

It was a photograph of Emery in this dark shabby room, her eyes are closed shut by a bright light. The light seems to be coming from the flash of the camera, I look futher down the picture and see the torn nightgown she's wearing. Her soft skin is covered in bruises and scars, I look back up at the picture and see her red hair is short. Her hair looks like it's been roughly cut and uneven like someone forced the scisorrs to cut her once long hair.

I look at the back of the picture and see cursive handwriting on the left corner.

A now broken girl that no one will ever want -R.W

"What is this Harley?! Where did you get this?!" I screamed at her. I can feel my blood coursing throug my veins as a sign that rage is taking over my body.

"It was mailed to this adress, here there's more," she said handing me more photos. I look through them to see close ups of Emery's scars and bruises, with insults on the back aout Emery.

With each insulted written on the back of these pictures it's always signed R.W.

"Who's R.W?!" I shouted in the room and stormed out.

I walk into my office and slam the door, I sit myself down on the chair and look at the photos once more. What is she even doing in a place like this? Who did this to her? I quickly turn my chair towards the computer and search up any missing reports from years ago since she looks younger.

There was a knock on my door along with the door opening. Dalton, my valet guy pokes his head in. "Sir you want us to fish the car out," he asked. "I don't care!" I yelled focusing on the computer.

He nervously nods and closes the door.

~ 3 hours later ~

I slam my fists into the keyboard which makes most of the keys pop out and onto the floor. I throw my keybooard across the room frustrated that I can't find one thing about Emery on any social media. It's like she never existed in the social world, not any friends from what I can see on the school yearbook page.

I even looked at the security cameras to see who delivered the photos, not even the mailman came to the mailbox to deliver it. I rub both my hands down my face very aggravated that Emery still seems to annoy me even when she's not here.

I hear a knock on my door, I stare at the door waiting for it to open when I realize that I need to give my permission. "Come in," I say calmly.

Casey walks in with her head down. "Um I have some news about Emery," Casey states. "What is it?" I questioned.

"She woke up a little while ago so I bandagd her foot and wrapped a cast around her leg which she'll need to ice," she states.

"But?" I ask knowing there's more.

"Sir I have to ask you a very big favor for Emery's sake," she franctically says.

"What is it?" I question while sitting in my chair giving her my full attention letting her know I'm serious.

"She banged her head pretty hard so I stitched and bandaged it but you see the problem is she can't stay in her cell anymore. Her brain is still in the process of fuctioning again and she needs an open space to sleep or else she'll feel to closed in and may possibly have a seizure," she concludes.

I scoff "Oh she won't be in her cell anymore," I assured her.

"Oh thank godness! Where will you be putting her?" she asked realieved that her friend won't be in her cell anymore.

"In a cage," I smirk seeing her horrified face.

"What, you can't! Sir that's smaller than the cell, her chances of having a seizure are high!" she pleads.

"I can and I will! She escaped and she will have to face the punishment!" I slam my fist on the desk and storm out of my office. I walked out of my mansion and towards Casey's office for the second time today.

I open the office door and walk towards the curtains, but before I can open the first curtain I see Emery in a wheelchair with a bandage wrapped around her head looking out the window. All my rage suddenly drains out and before I can even think about it I'm walking towards her.

I stop in my tracks when I see a dirty blonde headed boy come out of the bathroom.

River

This guy can never leave her alone! All my rage I had a minute ago floods back into my veins when I see River standing behind Emery's wheelchair.

"What are you doing here?!" I demanded.

Both heads look back at me with shocked faces. That's when I see Emery's soft face covered in bruises while her forehead has four stitches.

That's when I see all the photographs of Emery in my mind, my face softens while I try to calm down.

I shouldn't even be this upset about River being here.

I see River bend down and whisper into Emery's ear, once he's done he stands up and waits for her to say something.

"I'll be fine," she assured him quietly.

He then nods and leaves the room sparing me one last glance. When I hear the door click close I walk towards Emery again. When she sees my action she look down and puts all her focus on her lap.

Without her looking I reach my hand out to touch her but stop when I hear the door open again.

I pull my hand back when I see Casey in the doorway. She stares at me, more like glares at me before walking up to Emery.

"Are you alright?" She asks Emery.

She nods once before playing with her fingers.

"Show me her injuries," I order not believing she's alright.

"Okay, well you can see the cast on her leg and foot." She says trying to find anything else to show me.

"Unfortunately, she needs to stay in the wheelchair until she can learn to walk again and if you can see here-" She interrupts herself while pushing Emery's hair away from her neck.

I walk towards Casey while Emery looks up and keeps her focus on the window.

"As you can see here there's a large gash that I have stitched up, it will leave a scar once it's healed," she concludes.

I look closely at her neck before stepping away again and grabbing the wheelchair's handle before turning Emery around and towards the door.

"Wait!" Casey shouts while heading towards the counter. I groan before turning back around.

"Here is Emery's medication it's painkillers that will also help her sleep, make sure she takes that every six hours." She looks at her watch before handing me the medication.

"It's almost been five hours so I suggest she swallows that in an hour since it'll be nine o'clock by then," she mumbles.

I nod before heading out the door again. I wheel the chair up the driveway before opening the door, she doesn't say anything when we stop in front of the stairs.

I rest my hand on her shoulder, she reacts quickly and shoves my hand off. "What are you doing?" She asks, I kneel down next to the wheelchair . "Well as you can see we are in front of stairs and I can't wheel you up there, so to answer your question I'm carrying you," I replied.

"Don't you have an elavtor in this manison?" She questions. "No I don't so stop bickering!" I demand. She sighs and lets her head drop. Knowing I won I gently wrap my arm under her knees making sure not to touch the cast. For the second time today I rest my hand on her shoulder pushing her to move upward on the wheelchair. Once she obeys I wrap my arm around her back.

I swiftly lift her up but stop walking when I hear her wince. "No stop, my ribs," she whines. I loosen my grip around her back and takes her sigh as a sign to keep going.

Truth is I actually have 6 elevators in this manison, I just needed to give her a reason to carry her. Once I'm in front of my bedroom door I turn around to where my back is facing the door. I bend my knees and turn the knob with my elbow, "Wait don't bring me in here!" She pleads.

"Too bad, don't think I forgot your punishment," I reprimand her.

I carry her to the bathroom and rest her down on the counter. "What are you doing?" She asks. "You're taking your pills now," I answer. "What? No! It's not time yet,"

"I don't care I want to go to bed now, you should understand why I'm very tired," I hinted her. "I don't want to take the pills!" She refuses closing her lips tightly.

"Like I said I don't care, you're taking this whether you like it or not!" I yell holding up the pill. I take a glass from under the sink and fill it up with tap water.

"Emery," I warn when she turns her head from the pill I'm holding up. I grab her face and force her mouth to open, I open it to where there's enough space to fit the pill. I slip the pill in and let go of her, smirking that I got it in. She spits it on the floor and wipes her mouth with her sleeve.

"Emery!" I yell at her and grab the pill bottle again. I open the cap and grab another pill, I grab her face more roughly this time with the bottle still in my other hand.

"No! I don't want to take it," she screams under my hold refusing to take the freaking pill.

She closes her eyes and struggles to get out of my hold. She brings her hand up and smacks the opened bottle out of my hand, it falls all over the floor and the room goes quiet.

"That's it!" I grab her underarms and pull her to the floor where all the pils fell. I lay her back on the cold floor while I sit down and put her head on my lap. "No!" She yells. I grab a pill next to me on the floor and hold it in my hand. "You think just because it's on the floor you can't swallow it, you thought wrong!" I said successfully shoving it in her mouth and closing her jaw tightly. I grab the tap water and try to pour it in her mouth.

All the water ends up on her face and hair, soaking her. At least some water ended up in her mouth. I put my hand over her mouth making sure she won't spit it out again.

"Swallow it!" I demand, when she doesn't swallow I tip her head towards the ceiling and force her to swallow. Thankfully before I try to force I hear her gulp, I open her mouth fully making sure she didn't hide the pill under her tounge. Once I checked her entire mouth I loosen my grip on her.

"Finally," I sigh picking her up. I walk on my side of the bed and see the cage pushed in the corner right next to my bed. I kneel down and open the cage, Emery turns her head to identify the noise. Her eyes widen but she doesn't say anything, I rest her on the soft light blue dog bed in the cage. The cage looks extra long to fit Emery, my guards probably did it knowing a dog isn't allowed in my manison.

"Here," I throw a blanket in the cage while closing and locking it. I sit on my bed watching her squirm trying to get comfortable, I smirk while turning off my lamp. Before I can climb into the covers I hear a knock on the door.

I groan while getting up again, I walk in the dark to open the door. My eyes try to adjust to the light that flowed in when I opened the door, Dalton stood there shifting his feet.

"I hope I didn't disturb you sir but I have to tell you about this important matter," he says nervously.

"Of course you didn't disturb me at all!" I say sarcasam dripping from each word I said.

"Well um the men and I fished out the car and found something wrong with the brakes," he concluded.

"I know there's something wrong with the brakes, it crashed and fell in the lake!" I whisper-shout annoyed that he disturbed me for this.

"No sir I'm saying there was something wrong with it before it ever crashed," He tells me.

"What are you talking about?" I curiously ask.

"What I'm trying to say is that someone purposly messed with the brakes to make sure that the car would crash."

Hello!
Sorry to leave you in such a cliffhanger!

I have a few things I changed or will be changing in the book.

- I have changed Emery and Raiden's age to 21 and 25.
- I am changing Raiden's eye color to blue.
- I have changed Raiden's past a little to where his parents died when he was 10 and his uncle took over the gang.
I can't think of anything right now but I will let you know if I change anything else.

I added a cast! It's okay if you don't like the cast I put.
You can imagine the characters how you would like them to be.
The main characters are on the side>>>>>>
I will add the rest of the characters next chapter!

Hope this chapter isn't too short it's the longest one I've written so far.

I would like to dedicate this chapter to my Mom's cousin that I had only met once who had died a couple of days ago.
May he rest in peace :'(

💕Izzy💕