Memories

LV

KILLER QUEEN

'She's a Killer Queen
Gunpowder, gelatin
Dynamite with a laser beam
Guaranteed to blow your mind
Anytime'

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Hehehe, sorry for not updating the past couple of days. I was away for the weekend and didn't have my laptop with me. But I promise you I plan on writing a few more chapters today and tomorrow so there's that. And fuck this chapter is shorter than the other ones, but that's only because I don't know what to put after the very controversial ending to this chapter that I've written. But anyway. Have fun lovelies :)

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The riot was planned. Neil knew it as soon as Jackson and Romero picked him up. Neil dropped his bag and stick. Andrew and Kevin would know what it meant. He didn't want to leave. It hadn't been his choice. 

Neil was shoved into the front seat of a car, his ankles cuffed to the bar beneath the seat, and his hands tied behind him. He struggled for a moment, before realising it was useless. A knife blade cut into his forearm and Neil stilled at Romero's voice. He didn't know where Lola and Thalia were, but he could only hope Lola wasn't hurting his sister. He knew it was a false hope, and there was no way she'd hold back until Neil got there. 

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Thalia groaned and lifted her head. The light was harsh and she kept her eyes closed as much as possible. Thalia tried to rub her head where it ached, but found her hands were tied behind her back. Behind a seat that she was sitting in. She panicked then, and tried to bring her legs up and kick out at whoever had attacked her, but that just caused more pain. Metal dug into her ankles and Thalia's eyes finally opened.

"Ah, she lives," the woman's voice called. Thalia stiffened and she looked around for the voice. She found that she was in a car. They weren't moving, and the headlights were off. Thalia could hardly see anything, but there were a few dim lights in the car and she could smell smoke distinctly. 

"What do you want from me?" Thalia asked. her voice was scratchy. She didn't know how long she'd been out. A few hours? Days? Weeks? She doubted it would be the latter, but couldn't count on anything. The dashboard read that it was almost eight at night, but Thalia still had no confirmation of the day.

"Do you really not remember me? Not even my name?" 

"I remember you cutting my palm when I flinched as I got a tattoo." Thalia said, deciding to stare straight ahead. The voice was coming from behind her. "I'm pretty sure it's illegal to tattoo children, though I'm guessing a lot of what you do is illegal."

The woman laughed. Thalia stayed silent. The back door opened and light flooded Thalia's vision. She tried to turn but a blade pressed into her forearm and she turned back. "Thalia?" a familiar voice said. Thalia's eyes widened and she turned again, ignoring the pain.

Neil sat there, hair red and eyes blue, and Thalia was never happier to see a familiar face. But Neil looked to his left and saw the woman. "Lola," Neil breathed, and if it hadn't already clicked for Thalia, she was at least able to put a name to the face she dreaded to see as a child. 

"Ah, Junior and the Princess in the same car." Lola said. Thalia could tell she was smiling. "It's been a while since I've seen that." a man Thalia didn't recognise cuffed Neil's ankles to the seat and his wrists to the headrest in front of him while Lola held a gun to his head so he didn't escape.

"Let her go, she doesn't remember anything," Neil said. It almost sounded as if he were begging, but Thalia knew he wouldn't. A thought suddenly occured to her; the Foxes. Were they safe? What had happened? They must have taken Neil after the game, so what had happened to the rest of his teammates?

"Oh, but your father so very wants to see you both." Lola said, as the man now next to Thalia started driving. "And this isn't about what you do and don't know." Immediately, Thalia knew what she meant. They were going to die tonight. And it would be long and painful, and afterwards, there would be nothing. Nothing to remember. Nothing to feel. Nothing to live for. And Thalia and Neil would die the people they had become, and not the people they were supposed to be. And maybe that was alright.