Fatal Alliances: Chapter 26

“Adrian,” I sighed.

He came.

“Miss Greene, how nice of you to join us.” Takumi interrupted breaking my gaze away from Adrian who stood still with that indecipherable expression of his.

Yanking my arms away from the girls, I walked towards Vandermir but Takumi came in front of me.

“Going to him makes no sense dear.” he continued with a nasty smile, “You’re not going anywhere.”

“What?”

What did he just tell me? Pushing him away, I went up to Adrian.

“What is this?” I asked harshly.

Looking at me with his cold, brutal yet magnetic stare he said nothing.

“Adrian!” I shouted clutching his shirt for a response.

“Enough.” he silenced, “I don’t need you anymore, Greene. You’re too much dead weight on me.”

“What?” I silently whispered back releasing my grip on him.

I felt like my blood was draining out of me. This must be some sort of joke. But then again, Adrian Vandermir doesn’t joke. Did he really think about leaving me here? I was in this mess because he brought me here with him. Didn’t he need me anyway? Didn’t he need me to sign the partnership dismissal papers? Or, what if he had known? Vandermir didn’t say exactly where he was going in Japan at first, and when Donnie found out the address he didn’t seem surprised. He knew something I didn’t know, he kept it to himself. Was this it? Did he know I would be kidnapped here? But would he be that ruthless enough to ruin my life like this? Everything seemed so vague to me right now, it didn’t make sense. And his silence was making everything so unbearable at the moment.

“You- you can’t…You can’t do this to me.” I breathed softly, “What about the partnership, didn’t you say-”

“I know what I said. And as for that matter, getting your signature on the partnership papers wouldn’t be a problem. I already have a lot of your signatures on documents you worked on in the hotel.”

“That’s illegal!” I exclaimed, feeling my anger boil murderously inside me, “And so is being part of a kidnapping!”

“You don’t know me very well Miss Greene, I can do anything to get to my goal.”

“You bastard!” I hissed slapping him across his face. My hand burned with the impact.

He seemed a bit surprised by my sudden action, not to mention how hellishly pissed he looked. His ashy grey eyes pierced like daggers through me.

“You have no right,” I continued, breathing through clenched teeth, breath heavy with venom, “I’m not some doll you can drag around with you and throw away.”

“Consider it more like recycling.” Takumi voiced as he touched my shoulder from behind.

I heard his disgusting chuckle diffuse through the air while Adrian walked towards the window and stared out.

“Like I said Greene, you’re too much of a pest. I have things to complete yet you’re so idiotically wayward. I’m not going to waste my time on you again. It’s better like this.” He stated icily.

I know I haven’t been exactly obedient to him but it wasn’t like I wanted to always be against him. It wasn’t like I wanted to be in this situation. Whatever I did, I never meant to put myself into trouble and make his life harder. I really never meant that. Takumi announced something to the girls in his native language making them grab me by the arms again.

“Please Adrian don’t-”

Before I could have finished my sentence, I felt a sharp pain in my neck.

“This would only hurt a bit.” I heard one of the girls snickered as I saw the blurry image of her pull a needle out my neck.

My vision seemed to be erased, my senses seemed to dim, I felt weak. The strongest sensation I was feeling right now was the pain, I wasn’t sure if it was from the needle or from the fact that I would be stuck in this place. Everything dimmed.

My head pounded with intense pain. It was like my brain was expanding so much that it was now too large for inside my head. Opening my eyes forcefully, I found myself back on the bed inside the room. There was one of the men in that creepy mask guarding the door. As I looked at the time, I realized that two hours had passed since I lost consciousness. Since I had seen Vandermir. That thought made me sick in a way I had never felt before. It pained me to know that he turned out to be such a heartless person, for bringing me to a place like this and ruining my life. But wasn’t my life ruined and screwed up already? Why did he even have to do this to me? What did he gain from this? Was he that hateful towards me? So hateful, he would leave me in a place like this never again to see my family?  Honestly, I had never expected something like this to ever happen to me. The thought of everything that was occurring right now felt so agonizingly hopeless. I couldn’t run from these people, no one was even going to get me out of here. My family had no idea where I really was, they probably thought I was still at home. Everything stabbed me like a knife in the chest, it was gutting me out, and making me into a bloody mess.

Curling myself into a ball, I sobbed about everything, what happened, what was happening, what would happen. I cried about never seeing my family again, the ones I cared about, the only people in my life I knew that would stand up for me no matter what. Would I never be able to see Nina ever again? They lost Mr. Dawnly and now I’m the one they would grieve for next. I didn’t want to do that to them. What if these people decide to keep me after that Bronte man meets me. Was he anything like Takumi? God forbid that. And even if they do allow me to leave, where will I go? I didn’t even know where I was? I didn’t even have money on me right now, so how would I buy a ticket to get back home? Would I have to spend the rest of my life in Japan and forget all my dreams and goals? Forget my family? Family… and my dad, that image of my dad I last saw. I knew it was going to haunt me for the rest of my life. I didn’t even know why? Why did he do that? Why did he leave me? All these unanswered questions were going to kill me, it was going to eat me alive.

All these situations broke me, I felt like a porcelain doll, easily breakable, already shattered. I never felt scared, I never used to let anything get to me but now everything seemed different. I was alone. I was scared. I noticed that the man guarding the door seemed to shift a bit, he was probably irritated with me and my waterworks.

Suddenly I heard a bang on the door, wiping my bloodshot eyes I sat upright on the bed pulling my sniffles in. One thing I was sure about was that I looked like an utter mess. My hair scattered all around my shoulders like a witch troll- whatever that was. My face was wet and damp with tears, it must’ve been a bloody red heated colour, and not to mention my clothes. It was all crippled up while my right sleeve cardigan hung off my shoulder.

My alarm rose when I saw the person who entered the room. It was one of the girls that I had smacked the toilet tank on. Her face was swollen and red, not to mention the murderous look she gave me. Shooting up from the bed I stood in front of her. I wasn’t sure what to say, and what to feel, or what she was going to do to me. What I did know was that she was overflowing with rage at the moment. She quickly shut the door and stalked up to me. Running away was not an option nor was trying to defend myself with anything because honestly there was nothing in the room other than that bed, and I sure couldn’t fit under it even if I wanted to hide. ‘Hide’ I mentally laughed at myself. I never contemplated hiding from anyone ever in my entire life.

“You shitty little girl.” She hissed taking another close step towards me as I instantly stepped back.

Within a super-second, I felt the sting of a tight slap across my face. I fell to the bed with a shriek at that sudden impact. No one ever did that to me before, and damn did that hurt. My lip was bleeding, I knew it was because I tasted the tangy metallic liquid on them. Holding my cheek, I felt like someone had literally hit me with a heating iron. She suddenly clutched me up to her and pulled out a small pocket knife.

“I can’t kill you but I certainly just chop your fingers off.” she sneered.

“What!” I squealed trying to remove her grip on me.

Panic pounded inside me. This lady was seriously going to do it. She showed no sign of changing her mind.

“Oh God, please, don’t,” I begged trying to squirm away from her but she held me tightly that I was unable to do so.

It was hopeless, I was going to be fingerless and there was nothing I could do to defend myself again. She brought the knife up as I shut my eyes. It didn’t happen. Quickly opening my eyes, I saw the man who was guarding the door hold the woman’s hand with the knife away from touching me. He roughly pulled her away from me and whispered something into her ear. From what I got from her expression, it seemed like she didn’t like what he had just told her. She shouted something angrily in Japanese to him and slammed the door out. Never in my entire life have I ever felt so relieved, so appreciative of myself and what I had. My attention fell to the man who came up to me and surprisingly tilted my face to the side. He seemed to be looking at where she had slapped me. I was about to thank him but he walked away out of the room.

I guess these days no one wanted to hear me.

This room was driving me insane, it was so enclosed, and not to mention how annoying the dripping water seemed to echo along with the nonstop ticking of the clock. I sat silently at the corner of the bed. The guard came back in after ten minutes. His staring at me was quite uncomfortable. Gosh, I hope he’s not like some sort of pervert. And if he’s anything like that creepy Takumi, let’s hope not. I didn’t want to sleep because of that, horrid thoughts swam through my mind as I dared to look at that man. No, I wasn’t going to go to sleep, I wouldn’t be that vulnerable.

Unknowingly, I had fallen back asleep but woke up abruptly only to realize that I slept for only twenty minutes. Looking at the door, I noticed two different men who stood there guarding. The only reason I realized they were different was because the first one had worn a dark black cloak while these two wore blue. Someone banged on the door again, when opening it another of the three girls entered bringing me a bowl of some sort of liquid.

Was this supposed to be soup?

It smelt nasty. And not to mention how dirty the condition of the bowl was. I bet Mrs. Dawnly’s dog’s one was cleaner than this, by far.

“Takumi San says you must eat, you’re too skinny. He doesn’t like skinny women.” The girl stated and left.

I felt utterly disgusted, not sure if it was because of the food or the fact that I was in Takumi standard. Talking about food made me hungry but this stuff was out of the question. I mean, what if he had put something in this? No, I wasn’t eating this. I’d rather eat my own vomit. I threw it away, seeing it was even too much to make me throw up. Sitting back down on the bed, I held my stomach.

Great, I’m going to starve myself now.

As I tightened my eyes, I suddenly felt a hand on my shoulder. Swiftly, I turned to see one of the men standing behind me. I wasn’t sure what to think right now, was he going to hurt me? He wasn’t the other guy from before. Searching his cloak he pulled out something and gave it to me.

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