Chapter 8

I don't know how long I've been here I lost count.I feel so hopeless.

Suddenly I heard the door open and standing before me is a woman I've never seen before.

The woman was short but taller than me. Had long shinny blond hair with blue eyes. Her eyes were so beautiful I was mesmerized by them. They were like Chance only hers full of life.

'Your eyes are pretty' I mumble to myself.

'Thanks' she chuckles as she comes near me suddenly her smile is replaced by a frown.

'Oh dear God sweety you look so skinny' as she continues inspecting me.

She then hauls me to my feet.

'Come on'

'u-um where are you taking me'my fear starting to rise.

'hush now I won't hurt you come on'

She continues pulling me, when we exit the room we continue walking and taking turns and walking through long halls, passing alot of rooms wow this really is a huge house I thought to myself.

We then come to a hault and I'm met with an amazing kitchen, my dream kitchen to be exact if I wasn't a prisoner this would be my favorite room.

'wow' I say as I take it all in.

'I know right? I mean it's really huge and spectacular' the woman says.

'But as much as I love admiring this kitchen we need to make you some food sweety' she says.

'oh um I'm sorry but who are you?'I ask the woman looking down.

' oh silly me I'm Emma... Emma Melendez'

She says smiling at me.

'oh you are Chance's sister' I say avoiding to make eye contact with her.

'Well I'm Z-' before I get to finish my sentence she interrupts me.

'oh I know who you are Zoe and yes I am his sister but it doesn't mean I agree with his actions I am sorry trust me' she says as she takes my hand squeezing it and I look up to her and see sadness in her face I actually believe her.

Why can't Chance be like his siblings sweet, kind, caring the list is actually frickin endless.

'now it's time to feed you' she says looking at me with determination in her eyes as if daring me to say no.

'I won't take no for an answer Zee so you might as well make yourself comfortable while I make you food'

'You don't have to do that Emma you can just give me cereal I'm okay with it'

It was as if what I said went through one ear and exited the other ear because she ignored what I just said and continued making me whatever she was making.

I really am not used to people making me food while I watched.

'Can I help?' I ask feeling uneasy.

'noncense this is for you it's the least I can do for you since my brother you know like kidnapped you and all' she says cheerfully.

'okay' I say.

Then the awakard silence was really annoying me.

'So why is it your brother is so mh what can I use'

'Scary?' she asks

'scary he might be but no'

'Super scary?' I chuckle at her answer.

'yes he is super scary but the word I'm looking for is arrogant,jerk, egotistical, heartless' I end up saying what came to my mind.

'well I thought you said a word not words' she says amused at me raising a brow.

'well he falls under all those I mean I could literally make a list about how you and him are so different'.

She was giving me a wonky smirk and it was cute so I laughed at her. She gave me a confused look I just looked at her and smiled and she just smiled back.

'To answer your question he was not always like that you know ever since our mom died he started distancing himself from us, the Chance we used to know was slowly being replaced by this stranger you see. He was so much like Rod and I but it all changed after our mom was murdered so he hunted each of the murders down and killed them one by one. He even killed our father'

'wha-what?' I knew he was heartless but not this heartless this is a whole new level.

She walks over to take a picture frame and she gives it to me as I take it I notice her fingers shaking and I look up to her and see tears on her face.

I silently reassure her by squeezing her hand.

'that's my mom right there' she says pointing to the picture she gave me and I'm met with a pair of familiar eyes so full of love, happiness and life she looked so much like Emma only she was a brunette.

'you look just like her' I say choking down my tears.

'he killed our father be-because he tried to force himself on me' she says completely breaking down.

'Oh Emma I'm so so sorry' I say I knew what she was feeling the only difference was it was her father forcing himself on her.

'I was just 13 Zee I didn't know anything and he snuck into my ro-room'

'H-he tr-'

'Hey hey you don't have to tell me okay take your time' I say tears pooling down my eyes.

'Listen Emma what he did is inexcusable okay and I am sorry to say this but he deserved what came to him okay no father actually no man should ever force himself onto a woman no matter the age okay?' I say

They say time can heal all wounds but I notice that Emma's still fresh she has been keeping this deep down.

' Emma have you ever talked to a therapist or anyone about this.' I ask and she just shakes her head.

' You really should a huge weight will be lifted over your shoulders if you do trust me on that' I say looking into her eyes.

'Okay okay enough of the sad stories time to eat okay' she says and I notice how she deflected when I spoke to her about a therapist but I won't pry into it, it really is none of my business after all.

We continue to chat and time just flew by without us noticing, we chatted and joked and laughed I haven't felt so happy in a long time. At least I made a new friend in spite of the odds.

'But I really got to say when I noticed your mother's eyes and yours they hold so much happiness in them so full of light they literally shine when you smile but your brother's eyes tell a different story his are so hollow and dark and no ounce of love nor joy or happiness I have been asking this question like how can a person be this cold you feel me'I don't feel myself rumbling when I look up to her she looks like she's seen a ghost or something.

'Are you okay?' I ask looking at her with worry evident in my eyes.

Her eyes looking behind me and then I turn around only to find a very angry looking Chance looking at me and all the color on my face drowned.

'Care to repeat what you said Zoe' he says coldly and yet every time he says my name it sends chills down my spine.

I remain quiet not daring to say another word afraid to dig a deeper hole I can't get out of.

'I will not repeat myself Zoe' he says moving close to me and when I say he was angry I mean like smoke coming out of his ears angry oh bacon.

I start moving backwards afraid of what's to come.

Without any word of warning he takes hold of my wrists and starts taking me upstairs I start screaming for him to let me go. That didn't work so I tried begging him that didn't work either his grip just tightened.

'Emma!!!' I scream pleading.

'please Emma he'll kill me help me'

She just stood there looking amused that bish.

'I will never forgive you Emma... You are so not my friend anymore'

We reach to my room and he let's go of my hand and closes the door with a bang.

'I told you to repeat what you said Zoe and I don't like repeating myself'

I just looked at him not saying anything.

He steps closer to me his breathing really hard he really was angry over a few mining less words whaa,

'You think you know me don't you, Zoe you think you have me figured out well let me break it down to you... You don't know me bitch'

I end up slapping him hard on the face and for a second he couldn't register what just happened.

'Don't you fucking call me a bitch again you moron I can tolerate you fucking strangling me heck keeping me prisoner but don't you dare call me that ever again.'I say so angry.

He then does something I was expecting in a million years.

He steps closer to me and holds my waist and kisses my neck, sending small kisses around my now healed wound.

Sending me chills down my spine and sending butterflies in my stomach why was I reacting this way towards him.