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Aesira

I stared at the now cold food sitting on my lap. I was sitting on the bed with my legs crossed and one of my hands still tied for reasons that made no sense to me. I wasn't a harm to anyone here. Everyone that came into the room was at least 6 feet tall and looked as if they could kill me with one punch.

Multiple people came throughout the day handing me food and water. I touching none of it. My stomach was aching with hunger solely for the fact that it annoyed Damon I refused it. I didn't stay there for more than a day as the sun was still out but I was still stuck with the thought of Athena.

Is she ok? What did they tell her?

They tied what they believed to be my dominant hand. They didn't want me to be able to use my hand thinking I'd be better with my right. I was glad they chose that side though because I was left-handed.

I picked up the food stashing it on the little table beside the bed as it piled onto the other plates that I have been given. I placed my hand over the cuffed one shaking it once again. I don't know what was going through my head but I thought that eventually it just might open.

A knock came from the door making me stop my movements. I let go of my right hand and sighed leaning back on the headboard of the bed. "Hello..?" I could hear Carter's voice on the other side.

"Aesira" he sang playing a beat with his hands against the other side of the door. I refused to speak up this making him storm in. Once he saw my calm look he started to glare. "I thought you were dead for a second there"

"Shame" I shrugged

"We've come down to a consensus" he plopped down in front of me not before grabbing something from his front jean pocket. I kept a neutral look on my face.

"Do you want to hear it...?" He asked. "Not really" I spoke up. He rolled his eyes his shoulder dropping slightly. "So I've convinced my dear brother to let you go"

My body became straighter my eyes widening slightly. "Really?" I asked hopefully. He opened his plan revealing a key. "Yes ma'am" he moved to unlock his wrist but then stopped. "Are you gonna hurt me?" He narrowed his eyes

I want to

"Of course not" I shook my head. He paused for a moment deciding whether or not he wanted to believe me but ended up opening it anyways. I sighed in relief being my now purple and red wrist to my chest holding it with my other one. "Yeah sorry if it was a little too tight..." he looked at my wrist then at me.

"So as I was saying, you get to go back to your room and all but" he lifted a finger. "There will be cameras and someone watching you at all times. But you probably won't even realize it" he shook his head laughing a bit.

"Cameras, so you guys can watch me change or use the bathroom," I said, he looked at me confused "obviously not we may be criminals but we aren't creeping" he stood up brushing down his wrinkled shirt. "Now follow me" he turned around and walked out of the door.

I hesitantly placed my feet on the carpet the long tee shirt I had been wearing falling to my thighs and the soccer shorts unrolling and becoming baggy. I had just taken in the things I had been wearing finally getting a good look at them. "Who's are these," I asked myself taking a step.

I almost fell as black dots appeared in my vision. I was lightheaded and dizzy.

I took a second and closed my eyes before following shortly after. Walking down the hall I looked at the multiple doors we were passing. We walked farther and only then I started to recognize the place.

I was in the penthouse.

No one else was around the place and it seemed like it was only me and Carter. He stopped suddenly making me bump into him. "Sorry" he laughed. I looked at him annoyed and moved beside him. I looked at the too the familiar door and then back at him.

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