Precap

"I am sorry that I could not help you in any way", she said.

I wish she could.

There was an uncomfortable silence for a moment. She stared at me with a sad smile.

" I will be back to clean the room", saying that she left locking the door.

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Chapter 20: I have more questions

Claire came back with the cleaning supplies and cleaned the room.

I just stared at her. Neither of us spoke. The room was filled with silence. James words were still ringing in my head.

I had to accept that he was telling the truth. There seems to be no way to escape from here.

Should I accept this as my faith?

NO!

For a moment, I felt like accepting my defeat and just bowing down to them. But I quickly snapped out of it.

If there is a will then there is a way and I am determined and now, I just need to find a way.

Claire had brought back new lamps and kept them in their position. More lamps for me to throw.

I had nothing to do here so I stared outside the window.

"Mam", I heard Claire's voice.

I turned to see her holding a glass of grape juice.

I took it from her.

"Hey don't call me Mam. Call me Isabella", I said smiling at her.

"But--", she hesitated.

" Please. I don't feel good when you call me Mam",

"Okay Isabella", she said smiling at me.

At least something is good about this place.

I drank the grape juice. It was tasty.

" Mam... I mean Isabella, I think you need to have something solid or else it can affect your health", she said.

She has a point but I don't trust anything in here. Even the juice but I still drank it and nothing happened. Maybe I can trust Claire. She seems to be a nice lady. And being hungry won't help me escape from here so I should have something.

"Ok", I replied smiling at her." Maybe a sandwich".

"Will bring it now", she said returning the smile. She left the room.

Phew! This morning was full of drama.

Why did James come here? It should have been Alex. Where is he?

I don't care. I don't want to see him. But he can only give me answers. This is so frustrating.

I don't know what to do or how to spend my time. Do they know what to do with me? I mean they can't keep me for long or can they? Everyone will look for me. They can't kill everyone who is looking for me nor threaten everyone.

Everything is so complicated and confusing.

Claire came back with two grilled cheese sandwiches and I quickly ate them.

I didn't know I was hungry. It was so tasty. Did she make them? Who cares as long as it is safe and tasty.

It was not very comfortable to sit here so decided to change my position. As I was about to walk to my bed, Claire came and helped me.

I protested. I mean this wasn't necessary. The wound is cleaned and bandages so it won't cause any problem.

But it did hurt. I thanked Claire and sat on my bed. The pillows were also new. I had made a mess of the previous pillows yesterday.

What am I supposed to do here? I am bored. I cannot walk around the room either.

The only thing that I can do is sleep I guess. So that's what I did. I laid down. The bed was so comfortable that I fell asleep.

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I opened my eyes. It was dark. I blinked a few times. How long did I sleep? I slept in the morning I guess and now it's dark. What time is it?

I stretched my arms and sat up. I let out a yawn.

" Hey,".

I screamed. Who is that?

"Hey hey calm down, it's me", I heard the voice say.

Who?

The voice coming from my right side. I quickly turned to see a figure sitting in a chair.

I blinked a few times.

" Who are you", I asked.

"Hey, it's Alex".

Oh it's Alex

" Oh, you scared me".

Wait!.... It's Alex. I am supposed to hate him and be angry at him.

Am I still sleepy?

I moved a little bit backwards and faced him.

"What the hell are you doing here". I saw him shift a bit in his seat. The sofa was not there, it was meat the coffee table. Why did he move it here? Who cares. The question is why is he here?

" I asked what are you doing here", I repeated my question.

"Just heard about what happened in the morning".

Oh, how wonderful.

" yes and--", I glared at him. I don't even know if  he can see me as I am not able to see his face properly.

Where is the light?

"I just wanted to know why you did it".

He asked so calmly like everything was going well.

" Oh really. I mean are you serious? You don't know what is happening Well, I will tell you. I was concerned about my parents and friends and tried to escape but you will be happy to know that I failed. I mean that's why I am still here. Anyway, that made me a bit crazy and I did some things. That's what happened. Happy?".

I was very angry but I tried to talk calmly as possible like him but I don't think I was successful at that.

"Yes. I am glad you told me that. Yo-- I mean Mom and Dad are safe. Don't worry", he said.

Yes, and I believe he is telling the truth.

" I know you don't trust but it's the truth", he continued" Isabella, things are not like you think it is and I will explain to you but you need to calm down and trust me. If you-"

"I don't want to hear anything. I saw everything and I know that you are not good. Now tell me what you did with my parents".

" Fine. You are not ready to hear anything. Mom and Dad are safe".

"I don't believe you. I am sure that are looking for me. They will--".

They are not looking for you".

What? Why did he say that? How does he know?

"Oh please don't lie. They will be worried and--".

" Well the only you need to know is that they are safe".

Saying that he stood up.

" Hey, wait. I have more questions".

"But I don't want to give you any answers now so go back to sleep".

" Hey what about my friends".

"They think you have gone with Mom and Dad and before you ask, everyone thinks you lost your phone. Now go back to sleep. So no one is looking for you".

He left the room, locking It.

Maybe things are not what I think it is. Maybe it's the way I see it. Maybe I read too many books even though Mom says I don't read books that much. I think it's because of those kinds of movies and books I saw.

Or he may be lying? Why would he tell the truth? Why would he lie?

Ugh I am so confused

Now I doubt whether the shooting scene was real. But why did he bring me here then? I think I should hear what he has to say. Tomorrow, I will ask him.

But now, I have to do something because I am not able to sleep.

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