Opposite's Attract

C O M E ⋆ O U T ⋆ S E C R E T S

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✤ Chapter 33: Come Out Secrets ✤

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It was so dark. I was so cold. I felt like my soul was leaving my body. Slowly. As the cold sinks in.

I couldn't see anything but the littlest of glass surrounding me.

I was stuck in here. Some type of prison. A glass prison.

I was in the corner. My knees up to my chest. My heart pounding slowly. My body trying as hard as it can to keep up with the cold covering my body.

I wish I was dead. I bet heaven is warm. I bet it's much better than this cage.

"Nick." I whisper and feel myself break down.

Everything in my being wants to see him. Everything. I want him to hold me. I want him so bad it hurts.

I glance at my leg and sigh. It didn't hurt. The boot around it and the pills numbed any pain. I never mind blood. In fact, I was completely comfortable with it.

I wanted to be a nurse. I wanted to get my degree in nursing and help people. Save there life.

Now I'm only thinking about how I can possibly save mine.

"He isn't coming for you, love" I voice hisses.

Love.

That name didn't sound right anymore. Coming from that person. It sounded like a slap in the face.

"W-who are you?" I whisper, the shaking in my voice from the killer cold.

The man hums, "I would show you...but I'm having much more fun just looking at you from a far."

I turn to my side and wince looking around for the voice that is coming from this way. "Daniel?" I say weakly.

He hums, "Call me V. Nice to meet you."

My heart sinks in my stomach and I can't help but feel like I need to throw up.

He walks up to me putting his hand on the glass. A black mask on his face only showing his brown eyes. The slightest movement in the fabric and he smirks. "Hi, Claire."

A tear slips down my face, "Just kill me."

He hums and shakes his head, "tsk. tsk tsk." I flinch as he slams his hand on the glass, "He won't fucking let me, Claire! I want to kill you so bad! But I can't!" He groans and turns around holding his head.

He takes a deep breath and I glance at the bulge on the side of his pants.

The gun that shot me.

"Anyway, I better go. I have a few things to clear up. We'll put you to sleep and I'll have the nurse come in and help you with your leg." He hums and pats the gun on his jeans, "sorry about that, by the way. But...just letting you know..." He faces me and smirks.

"When I finally do kill you, I will make sure I hear you scream until there's nothing left of your voice. Bye, love." He hums and walks away.

I hear something click and then there quiet. I finally take the time to cry. I hold my head and shake my head. "Nicky." I whisper, "I'm so sorry."

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Some say death is quick. Some day it's just a flash, some light, and it's all over. Maybe some die slowly but because they are dying they don't even know how to process the pain and they just die. Without the pain.

I woke up in pain. My leg throbbing me awake. I squeezes my eyes shut. "It hurts." I call out. I lay my forehead against the glass and bite my lip.

I hear the click from the door again and someone comes up to the glass. I can see a face.

It's a girl. Her face is filled with sorrow as she looks at me. She grabs a stick and puts some pills on the stick and slides it through the bottom of the cage. She looks at me and I can tell she wants to say something, but she's biting her cheek.

She's definitely afraid. She walks over to the darkness and comes back with a bottle of water and slides it underneath. She fiddles with her bag and looks at me, "He doesn't want to kill you," she whispers sliding a few more things under.

"He's gonna keep you alive for Nick, okay? Don't give up. My name is Abby Moreland. Tell that to the police," she whisperes and hands me a blanket, "When Nick comes here please tell him about me and tell him to help me." She puts her hand up to the glass and she smiles weakly, "You'll be okay."

I nod and put my hand on the other side of hers, "I'm gonna do everything I can to fight. For you. I promise." I grab the blanket and unwrap it. I watch her get up and leave and look at the other supplies she's given me.

Clothes, socks, gloves, blanket, pillow, and some water.

Two weeks. Two weeks it took just to gain this. And now...what?

Click.

"Claire."

I look up and my eyes widen. My heart sinks and I feel my soul leave my body.

No.