Elena
My hands ache from the handcuffs, the weather is hot making me feel miserable. How did I get to this point? How the heck did I meet the Quads?
My breathing is hard and it feels like I’m suffocating inside the car. I feel caged. I’m restless, and my wolf doesn’t like being caged. These motherfuckers won’t believe any shit I say. They are fucking blindfolded by my mates.
“How long are you going to keep me?” I ask, holding my breath. I want to flare up at them, but I just don’t know where to begin since they are all just pieces of shit.
“Till you get bailed.” He says in his grumpy voice. I feel like tearing him in the face once I let Isabella take over. She’s furious and she wants to fight these men but I’m doing my best to calm her.
“Damn it. I have to get bailed? I’m fucking innocent, I have no reason to be here, officer.” I want to yell but it got blocked by my teeth as I gritted it angrily.
If you don’t get bailed, I’m sorry you are gonna spend your night here.” He raises his brow, scoffing as he throws his face back to the road.
“That’s bullshit!” I shout, kicking the seat in front of me with my leather boot.
“Be aggressive all you want. I bet that’s not gonna get you out of here.” he says harshly as the car came to a stop. I look outside the window and we are in the police station. For. God. Sake. I’m not even a criminal.
“Come out, Miss.” He orders as he grabs me. I have to walk fast as he drags me forward.
“Don’t treat me this way. You are dealing with the wrong person so don’t push me hard.” I throw my hands off his grip as I yell at him. He doesn’t get affected. He brings his hand to hold me again while he takes me forward.
“Don’t tell me you are gonna keep me here till I get bailed?” I sneer, trying to suppress my fangs that are trying to stick out and fight.
“Go in, Ma’am.” We stop in front of a lonely room. It is a little dark. He tosses me to face him while he unlocks the handcuffs, Once removed I feel the heat escaping from my hands, it felt heavy having those on and inconvenient.
“No, go in please, thank you.” He pushes me toward the room.
“I bet you would regret this.” I say boldly to his face. He doesn’t say anything but I see him gulping saliva down his throat. I wait for his response but he seems not to have a word to say, but to return back.
I cry. I scream. I hit my hands and head on the wall. I’m frustrated. I’m pissed. I’m not meant to be here. I don’t deserve this bloody shit.
I guess I’m gonna stay here till eternity because nobody is coming to bail me out. I can’t tell Avera about this. She knows nothing from the onset, if she gets to know from this messy point then she would be totally confused.
Right now, she is in a state that requires her peace of mind. I can’t tell the cops to help me call my mom. God, I’m doomed. I hate this. Jesus, I can’t believe what is going on right now.
My mates sent me here and surely, they would never think of coming to bail me. They are beasts that I failed to realise until now. I was hoping they would trust me. Hoping they would come for me. But that was just some fucking dreams I’ve been having.
At this point I hate them. They are fucking going to know what pain like this feels like. Arghh!!! Why? Couldn’t they just trust me for once and stop believing that fucking bitch!!!
I crash down to the cold floor, frustrated as I fall my head on my knee. I don’t know what’s next. I just have to be out of this place.
I lean on the wall, allowing the silence and the darkness engulf me. I want to cry because I feel helpless, I want to get out of here but there’s no way. I don’t see anyone coming for me. Nobody knows I’m here. God, I wish Ava came with me.
She ran home to attend to Diana who has refused to wake up from her coma. Shit!
I bit down my bottom lip as I try to stay calm while I think, when I hear footsteps coming closer. I get up on my feet immediately when I smell it is one of the cops and he is walking towards my direction.
“You seem lucky. Someone is here to take you out of here.” He tells me as he opens the door for me. My heart skips a beat, out of joy, and a few tears drop from my eyes. I was scared I was going to rot here. Who could be my lifesaver?
“Thank you, can I go now?” I say happily, even though I am mad at all of them.
“Not yet, you have to sign some papers.” He states, walking out of the place as he heads towards his office. It is just a paper. Once I sign it, I’m fucking out of here. I just need to be out of here first before I think.
I walk to the office and find the person I’m least expecting in my entire life. It’s not even my mate, it’s my damn stepfather!
“W-what are you doing here?” I stutter. First, I’m shocked he is here and he is the one that bailed me out, and secondly, I’m shocked because each time I see him, it reminds me of that night in the kitchen.
“You should thank him instead of questioning him, he got you bailed.” The officer speaks as he prepares the documents to be signed. Mr. Callum doesn’t say anything. He just smiles strangely to confirm the cop’s words.
“I don’t care about that. How the heck did he know I was arrested?” I panic because I don’t want to believe my mom knows about this too.
“We call your home, and he picked up.” The officer answered.
“And Mom?” he knows what I mean by the expression on my face.
“She was asleep. She knows nothing about this.” I hear his replies, making me sigh loudly.
“Thank you.” I’m relieved as she knows nothing about this yet. The fact that Mr. Callum knows and he came to bail me is something I don’t find pleasing, but I don’t care about that right now. I just want to leave here.
We sign the papers and out of the place after. We don’t say anything to each other as he saunters ahead of me, walking to his car parked in the parking lot. I reach the car and hop into the front seat, while I put on my seat belt. He gets into the car and starts the engine.
“Here, you might want to drink something.” He offers me a cold chocolate drink. I want to reject it because I don’t trust him and I don’t even like him yet but I’m too thirsty to reject something cold like this.
“T-thank you.” I drop my gaze as I take it. I begin to down it. I empty the cup in seconds and throws the can in the trash can in the car.
“That was fast.” He smiles a little, as he focuses more on the road.
“Yeah, I was quite thirsty,” I answer, throwing my face towards the window. I have no interest in speaking to him. Bailing me out doesn’t mean I can start being comfortable around him.
The drive seems slow, or maybe I hate being in the same car with him so it seems sluggish and it irks me. I sigh silently as I lean my head on the chair. I feel tired all of a sudden, and of course, I ought to be tired after what I’ve gone through today.
I rest completely, and suddenly I pass out.
I woke up, finding myself in my room but I don’t know how I got there. It is dark already. All I remember was I felt dizzy in the car and I passed the fuck out. I have no clue how I got to my room. I sit up on my bed, while I check myself if I am alright and if I am in the right room. I check and confirmed that I’m really in my room.
It is around 8 p. m. which means I have been sleeping for over 5 hours. And why do I feel like my head is hurting? And my hands a little flimsy? Am I hungry or what is going on with me?
It could be hunger. I honestly don’t remember if I have eaten today. I need to stop feeling this extreme weakness. I need to grab something to eat. I slowly get off my bed. Shit, it’s hard to move my legs. They wobble.
I manage to get out of my room. I hold onto the walls as I slowly step down the stairs. I get close to the kitchen and everywhere is dark. Could everyone be asleep by this time already? Why is it so dark?
The whole place is quiet and certainly, mom is already in bed by this time. I reach for the light switch and turn it on.
There’s a little cookie in the microwave. All I need to do is warm it up and that is what I did. Then I pour some milk into a mug. I’m taking my snack to the dinner table when I hear some voices.
It seemed to be coming from the balcony. Maybe it was the neighbors because nobody could be there. After all, all the lights were turned off when I came down which means everyone is asleep except me.
I give up to return to my food when I hear something that drained all the blood in my body due to shock.
“She’s asleep. I got something in her drink this afternoon.” I hear Mr. Callum speaks and anger bubbles up my chest. What is that drug for? What did they do to me? Is that why I’m feeling so drained? I feel harsh tears piercing the edges of my eyes.
“Do you think that is going to stop the fight in her? I want her dead! She’s so desperate to find who is in the video. And I want nobody to know that the guy in the video is me and that girl being raped is Diana.”
“My reputation will be ruined and you know what that means, my downfall.” Mr. French says to Mr. Callum.
Jesus Christ. I fall backwards, not able to hold my stance. That is Ryan’s dad’s voice. Shit, they both do have the same voice. They sound so much alike.
I want to scream but I feel a hand covering my mouth, stopping me from screaming.
“Shit. Don’t scream. Do you want to get yourself killed!” I’m shocked when I see it’s Daniel blocking my mouth from escaping sound.
I’m full of hatred and rage for the Quads and right now, for their fucking father. I don’t believe what I just found out. The person in the video isn’t Ryan but his father and the poor victim is Diana. Jesus Christ.
He takes his hands off me when he notices I’m calm and wouldn’t scream.
“You fucking bastard, what are you doing here?” I yell at him with hatred inside of me. I see his eyes disappointed and full of pain. I bet he also heard what his father just said some minutes ago, which means I’ve been fucking innocent all this time.
“I’m sorry.” He says.
“For what?” I scoff, folding my hands.
“Fucking tell me, you’re sorry for what? For covering my mouth without my permission or for not believing me since from the start?” My eyes are red, I’m broken and I feel fucking hurt knowing why Diana is in that state. What did he do to her after raping her? Jesus, I can’t take this.
“Elena.” He comes closer but I step backwards.
“Elena, my dad is dangerous and you want to scream right after hearing that. Do you realize he can kill you if he could do that to Diana?” he asks.
“You bloody piece of shit. I’m not gonna spare you all!” I reach him, slapping his chest countless times as I let out a loud cry.