Chapter 10

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"Get off." I told Zac with clear pain in my voice.

My arm felt warm stinging from the cut Zac gave me. It wasn't deep, thankfully.

He growled. "Not until you fess up."

"I wasn't going to do anything." I cried out.

Was I telling the truth? I'm not sure. I knew what Cole wanted me to do, but was I actually going to do it? Probably not.

Did Cole tell Zac to come up here? He couldn't have, he wouldn't  have...right?

Zac sighed.

"You know..I bet if you made Cole angry enough he'd treat you just like the one special girl he had." He claimed.

Was I meant to hear that? It sounded like Zac was talking to himself. What did Cole do to the "special" girl he had? She obviously wasn't here anymore...that could only mean something bad.

He continued. "What could you do that would set him off?"

"What?" I snorted, not fully able to talk because of the mixture of tears and snot flowing down my throat.

"Or maybe I'll just do it myself. Cole doesn't know what's good for him." Zac took the knife watching my eyes as more tears fell from them and more fear filled them up.

"Please. Don't." I pleaded. He dragging the knife softly across my collar bones. I could feel the tip cutting me slightly but not drawing much blood.

He took a deep breath in, letting it out in one swift go, a moan accompanying it. The blade swiped back from one side of my collar bone to the other now letting a lot of blood release.

Zac laughed with power. I steadied my breathing. I can make it through this. I can gather enough strength to at least zone out and find a happy place to let my mind wonder.

I flinched in pain as the incredibly sick monster who was sitting on top of me brought the sharp cold knife to my lip. Digging it into my bottom lip he pulled up on the blade letting it slide through the top layers on my skin. Blood now in my mouth. Now is the time to go to a happy place.

I closed my eyes for good this time. If he was going to kill me, the last thing I wanted to see was my mother. Not him.

I pictured her on top of me instead. She hugged me tight, letting all the pain leave my body for a split second. I knew that if Zac took my life at least I would be going to see my mom somewhere up in the sky.

I was no longer in this tainted room, but in my foster house where I'm sure Katie was right now wondering if I was ever going to come home. I imagined her laughing at one of my dumb jokes. Her quite annoying, but comforting laugh took away the stinging in my body but again, only for a second.

A hand made contact with my face. Shaking it hard, I opened my eyes.

A red face hovered over me. "Are you listening to me?!" Zac screamed, spitting on me.

I let out a groin. It's the best I could do.

He got off of my body and jumped off the bed.

"You're gonna do it for me." He rambled.

I didn't answer. I turned my head looking in Zac's direction. A tall figure is all I could make out. My eyes were burning from the tears.

"You are going to make Cole so angry he breaks. When he's just about to do it...I'll stop him and let you go myself." His word caught my attention.

"What?" I manged to cough out. I turned sideways trying to sit up, but I didn't have the strength. "You are going to keep breaking rules, keeping being....the bitch you are." He smirked.

"And when Cole can't take it anymore...he'll break. He'll get so angry and-" he stopped. He walked over to me and sat on the bed. His fingers traced the marks he left on my collar bones, on my lips, and my arm.

"He'll get so angry he'll kill you." Zac pulled away his hands.

"N-no." I cried.

"Don't worry. Right when he's about to I'll stop him. I'll let you run off into the woods like you're so desperately wanting to."

"Why?"

"I just need to know the dark Cole is still in him. I need him. This soft persona that he has going on...isn't cutting it. Imagine all of the possibilities with a leader that could get his men to kill for him." He told me.

I coughed up the blood that was in mouth.

"Gross." Zac stood up.

"I'm not helping you turn him into a murderer." I spat, finally having a clear throat.

He sighed. "He already is one. If you don't help me..you'll be stuck here you're whole life. Or until Cole decides he wants a new girl. Then we'll just take you to another house."

Already is one? A murder? Cole? Is that what happened to the "special" girl that Zac was talking about? My chest tightened. Also what did he mean about another house? There are more than just them?

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