My Crown

Chapter 28

"Why are you here?"
This is my final test of trust. I need to know that he trusts me.

"I know why I'm here and not dead. You must be very important for them to keep you alive this long."

"Why are you here?" I look for any signs of mistrust, but only see curiosity from this far.

"I know too much."

"About them?" I nod in response and watch his entire demeanour liven.

"You know about the Greek mafia?"
This is the first time he says it. I was starting to wonder if he even knew who had imprisoned him.

"I can never go back from this, can I?"

"Listen to me, cara. I know it's scary, but I need you to tell me everything you know about them."

"What does it matter? Do you have a way out of these chains? We don't even know where we are!"

"Cara..."

"I don't want to die in here."

"You won't. I'll protect you."

Does he see the state he is in?
"How? How would you protect me? We are both their prisoners."

"My word is my honour." I want to scoff at that.
"And how is your word supposed to get us out of here?"
"Not us, just you."

What did he just say?

"I am too valuable a prisoner; they can never let me go. Not yet.
But you, you might stand a chance."

"What are you saying?"

"I am saying I will get you out of here."

He knows a way out?

What is he waiting for?

"Who are y..."

I do not get to finish as something more startling happens.

The door opens.

I have had my time of month four times since I have been here, so it has been at least four months, and not once have we been awake when that door opens.

What is happening?

Do they not want me to tell him anything?
Are they here to finally kill me?

I hear a few steps and expect to see Hades or Andy or Nico or even Seph.

Instead, I see a sight for sore eyes.

She walks straight to me in silence before freeing me of my restraints.

"Act along." I whisper.

"Where are you taking me?" My acting is honestly Oscar worthy.

She grabs my arm a little too roughly and starts dragging me along.

I look back at Luciano who was frozen until he meets my hopefully "scared" eyes.

"What are you doing?" He starts thrashing against the restraints.
"No!"
"Let her go!"

I force a tear out as she drags me through the door.

"I love..." he never got to hear the end of my sentence as she shuts the door.

My eyes turn to the blonde in front of me, "you.".

"What was that about?"
"No time. Get me out of here."

I follow her down the halls with more doors just like the one I walked out of.

How many prisoners do they have in here?