Lia's POV-
My Chemistry professor once told us about the volatile methods people used during World War I. He told us that he made a poisonous gas which killed people. The ingredients were simple. Bleach and any kind of acid. This is what I am going to make. I poured the bleach in the spray bottle and squeezed the lemon between my fingers to obtain its juice. I closed the cap immediately and shook the bottle vigorously so that the mixture was formed. I did the same with the other spray bottle. I really hope this works.I went to the door. Fuck! It's locked. I mean obviously, it would be. There are holding me captive over here. I removed a pin from my hair and picked the lock. Huh! Looks like the fuckers didn't even replace the old locks. BINGO! Okay, now I gotta hold my breath if this works because I don't wanna die so young and beautiful. I opened the door and saw a guard standing near the door. He glanced at me, I glanced at him. Without even thinking I sprayed the gas in his face and he fell unconscious on the floor. Is he dead? I crouched down to feel his pulse. I couldn't feel anything. It had stopped. Oh my god! I killed a person!
"Fuck!" I cursed under my breath. I looked around and found many rooms in the hallway. I heard some footsteps and quickly turned around the corner. I saw a flight of stairs and went upstairs. I clutched the spray bottle in my hands like it was going to save my life. I mean it would. Technically. I was still in my ball gown but it had been and torn and ruined so now it reached just above my knees. Still, it was a bit hard to run. I reached the top of the stairs and saw a long corridor on my right. I walked down the hallway and heard some chattering.
"Do you really think she is Damien's girl?" Someone asked.
"Nah! I think she is one of the whores he takes to these parties." Said another person.
I felt like crying. Why does everyone keep judging me? Do I really look like a whore?
"Yeah, I think so too. Like, he didn't even come to save her." Said the first person.
"Why would he waste his time in saving whores like her?"
Yeah true. I mean not the whore part. I'm not a whore. But I guess it was true when he said that why would Damien waste his time in saving me. I mean I am his worst enemy's daughter after all. But I thought at least my parents would've come to my rescue. But I guess I was wrong again.
I tired looking at them but my hand came in contact with a nail. "Ouch!" I hissed.
"Who's there?"
Fuck! They spotted me. Before they could do anything I sprayed the mixture over them. But I was a little late. They had already called for backup. I sprinted from there. I didn't know where I was going. I was just turning corners hoping to find a way out. I heard many footsteps behind me. Suddenly I heard loud noise and a slight scream escaped from my lips. Then it was followed by many other similar noises. I kept running without looking back. I sprayed the gas at whoever came my way. I finally reached at what looked like an entrance.
"Not so fast Lia." I turned around to see the owner of the voice, and it was 'The Boss'. I tried to spray the gas but it was over. Shit! Shit shit shit. I turned back around and saw the last person I imagined to be here. Damien! What on earth was he doing here? I was about to run when I heard a loud noise and felt an immense amount of pain in my right thigh. I started feeling dizzy. I still tried to run but it seems like a lot of blood was coming out from my thigh. I had almost reached someone who looked a lot like Damien or was it Damien? I couldn't tell. My eyes started closing. I heard someone saying my name and telling me to do something. Can't they see I'm bleeding? Why the heck was I even bleeding? I felt something strong around my shoulders. It was Damien trying to hold me upright. I started to loose consciousness.
YOU ARE READING
Twisted Fate
RomanceWhat happens when two different worlds clash together? Damien Calloway is the heir to the largest mafia in the world. He is the most cold hearted person someone will ever find in this world. And the most cruel when it comes to torturing someone. He...