I didn't cry myself to sleep this time. I just continued starring at the door. It's going to open soon, I just know it.
Less then three seconds later, it opens. It's not Emby this time. It's one of the girls on my hating list.
Delilah.
She doesn't say anything to me,just stares. I stare at her back,with a blank expression. Isn't she gonna do something ? Like take me to my death.
I smile with no humor with that statement.
She sighs in frustration,like she can't believe she's even in the same room with me. No one told her to come to my prison cell. Well maybe Emby,but can't she control herself?
"You're not making this easy for me,kid." She says. I do dare to utter a single word to her.
"Have you gone mute?" Delilah asks smirking.She walks over to me and bends down to eye-level with me. She put her hand on my throat. Normally I would of slapped her hand away,but I remain unmoved. Silent. Daring her to do her worst.
She begins to squeeze my throat. I cough a little;my eyes widen a bit,yet I day nothing.
Delilah;s smirk falls,replaced with a scolding expression as she begins to squeeze harder.
"S-stop." I uttered out. She gives me one last forced squeeze and gets up. Delilah walks over by the door,folding her arms over her chest. Her smirk of satisfaction tells me she won this battle.
"Don't play with me,girl. I'm not like you or Emby,but I can still beat you." And with that,she stalks out. Not even bothering to close the door after herself. The nerve...
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^Cal's POV^
I've been running all over town for Zia. I've checked all her favorite places. The beach, the parks, even more beaches.
Okay,so those weren't her favorite places,but I at least checked.
Maybe I should check the library.She does take an awful lot of time in there sometimes.
Maybe she forgot to call...Not that's an idiotic answer. She lives next door to me at the hotel. Well where is she then?
The mall,maybe? I doubt it,but it was worth a try.
I took out my phone and searched for the nearest mall. It was called "Dolphin Mall". The profile picture looked incredible. Of course, Zia would go there.
As I was parking in the parking lot,some idiot was getting out of the lot and speeding away. Doesn't he or she care about getting a ticket? Geez...
I walk inside,gaping. I am inside one of the most amazing place I had ever seen. Sure the malls back home are great,but this place looked so awesome.
No time to look around,gotta find Zia. Now where would my best friend go...
First, I checked Burlington Coat Factory there. I showed everyone I saw a picture of Zia. All of them responded with a head-shake. Stupid head-shakers..
Next, I looked around Bloomingdale's-The Outlet Store. I came out without my best friend;big surprised..
I did get a few looks and flirty smiles,but hardly paid attention to them. I only wanted to find the girl I knew since I was 13. The girl who's delicate,yet can be strong.
Zia.
Where the frick are you?
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^Zia's POV^
I didn't get any dinner yet. My tummy is growling like crazy. It's hard trying to keep it to shut up,but it wants food.
Maybe even a rock can help my hunger. I cast my eyes away, and look around. There was no rock here.
I try my hardest not to escape the scream that was coming onto me,but I couldn't. When I'm angry, I scream. Loud and crazy.
Like no one's watching or hearing..
"AH!" I screamed. I screamed more and more. Letting all the pain inside of me get out.
I don't want to be here. I don't belong here. Get me out of here.
Someone.Help.Me.
"AH!" I shouted again. I'm literally screaming at a door. And the funny thing is,
I couldn't care less...
"Would you shut up already?" Emby says,suddenly appearing at the door. The idiot decided to come this time.
"AH!" I yelled again. I'm stop yelling when I want to. Now isn't the time yet.
"You have no idea how tempting it is to kill you right now." Emby spat at me. That made me shut up. Well not completely.
"Then why don't you? I'm already dying." I stated. I couldn't keep the coldness out my voice. They were both getting on my nerves.
"You're growing on me." Well that's something you don't hear everyday. Normally, I would be joyful and happy,that I made the killer give me a chance,but he's still a killer.It would be sweet...if it wasn't from him.
I leaned in closer,even though his face wasn't right next to mine. "I feel proud that I can amuse you."
Hurt flashed his face,then it was replaced with anger."Don't act so deceitful about it. I admitted that I liked you." He grunted back to me. Oh so this is my fault.
I laughed,humorless. They're trying to play with my head. They want the joyful,happy girl back. So they can take her unexpectedly,and kill her. That wasn't going to happen. Not this time. Not to me
I used my legs to get up from the floor. I walked over to him,stumbling a couple of times. I feel weak from starvation. I used all the strength I finally be in front of him. He doesn't flinch with my movements,just stays motionless with his arms crossed.
Like he's waiting. Like he's expecting something.
"You.Frickin'.Jerk," I snarled at him. And with that, I collapsed in front of him.
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