ADELINE'S POV
I didn't eat dinner last night. Well at least technically I didn't. As per the rules, we're all supposed to have dinner in our bedrooms where the cameras are visible. I don't know why Veronica doesn't just make us eat together. Colton said that is what is normally done and that veronica is just testing our loyalty. She wants to see if one of us well try to steal and hide a spoon or a fork to use as a weapon.
He says after a few days, she'll start making us eat together again. I guess Veronica is crazy like that. I don't know if any of the other know that they put drugs in our food. But then again, what other option do we have than to eat the food they give us. It's either that or starve to death, and then I start thinking.
Colton says the drug makes you lose your strength slowly over time and he says it messes with your head. But I fi eat nothing but breakfast, I'll still lose strength and possibly even be weaker. I'm conflicted. I'm trapped. I realize it doesn't matter if we know our food is drugged or not.
It's all we have to feed ourselves here so we're really in no position whatsoever to be picky with what we eat. I let out a sigh of exasperation. I have no choice. I'll have to eat what they give me and hope to God that I do not go crazy while I'm in here.
But then again, maybe that's exactly what I need. Maybe I do need to go crazy so that I can finally face my fears and come up with a real plan to get out of here. I was supposed to be observing this place, gathering enough information about how they function so I can find a way out.
But I've felt so weak and hopeless and broken I think I have cried enough. I think it's time for me to up my game and realize that no one is coming to save me. Dante and Liam might be looking for me, that I am sure of, but I can't just sit here and wait for them. I need to help myself, and I will. So as usual, I wake up from bed and get ready for the day.
I wea the dress I'm supposed to. I wear my hair like I'm supposed to and I wait for Colton to come and get me. Like clockwork, he's on time. There is obviously a certain tension between us now that I know exactly why he's here. I know how veronica is using him and I know he's trapped.
We can work together. I'll have to out my hatred for him aside, no matter how hard it might be. He has a debt to pay to Veronica and he wants his sister back. Well I guess we'll have to find out how to help ourselves.
As he walks me out of the room, I pretend to trip and I as I fall he grabs me by the waist as he tries to steady me. "Let's talk later." I say to him in a low whisper. His eyes widen and meet mind but he quickly changes his expression to a nonchalant one. He nods slowly and makes me stand upright again and then takes me to a different room.
I hat the fact that Veronica sometimes never tells us which activity we're to have the next day. It makes it harder for me to keep tabs on our daily activities, but then again, I've only been here for a few days. Maybe after a few more days and possibly a few more weeks, I'd have mastered the workings of this place.
I don't know exactly what I will do to get out of here, but I will. Today Colton brings me to a small room that looks like an arena and I get so confused that I stop in my tracks at the door.
"Keep walking…" Colton says softly from behind me and I snap out of it and force my legs forwards. I internally ask myself a thousand questions. Veronica is up to something sinister again and with the sight of this place, it cannot be anything good.
Colton, as usual, after leaving me where he's supposed to, quickly leaves the room. Della finds me immediately and runs to my side.
"Is that box for us?" Della asks me, pointing to the small area that looks like a wrestling arena.
"I think she's going to make us fight each other." I say softly giving Della an apologetic look.
"I figured." She says in a sad voice. "But why on earth would she want us to hurt one another?"
"Because she wants us to hate each other. She doesn't want us to be friends with each other in here because if we are, then we can find ways to work together. She wants us to feud with each other. It's a typical and smart method for her to keep controlling us. To keep making us lay by her rules, and she's going to win."
"What if we all just refuse to fight each other." Della asks. A naïve question but I answer her anyway.
"You haven't forgotten what happened to Silver yesterday, have you? I think it's best we do as she says." I say.
"You sound so confident." Her voice falters, confidence fading away. "I've never had to fight anyone before. I really don't want to get hurt."
I don't want to look into Della's eyes. I don't want to see the fear and worry painted in them. I don't want to feel anything. All I want to do is use my head. There's no way of helping myself r her if I start being emotional.
"Just try not to get hit." As soon as the words leave my mouth, Veronica walks into the room, again with Rock. The same guy who hurt Silver. All the gurls in the room slouch and push themselves a bit backwards. I must admit, after what I witnessed yesterday, only the sight of Rock is enough to make me shiver unpleasantly. He is a man without a soul.
A man who only thinks with his dick and never his head. If any of us messes up today, even accidentally, Veronica will make Rock hurt us and I cannot afford that. I can't let that pig come anywhere near me. Not today, not ever.
"Today is fight night." Veronica says as she comes to a stop in front of us. She has a smile on her face today. A smile that doesn't seem to be sinister. Maybe she's happy that she's going to make us fight each other. Happy to watch us inflict pain on each other.
"Now this is one of the activities our clients love. And we like to make it look real. You will be expected to hurt each other until one of you surrenders. If you win, then you don't get touched by any of the guards for two weeks. If you lose, there'll be no punishment. The rules are simple, no?"
The old girls look to each other knowingly while the new girls turn to look to each other with a sort of predatory look in their eyes. Veronica just said if you win, then you don't get touched by the guards for two whole week. That statement alone is enough to send the girls into a state of fight or flight. Even Della is looking at the other gurls suspiciously now.
She's successfully pinning us against each other and it's working. Of course, it's working. Any girl here would kill to have a break from break assaulted twice a week.
"Well then. Let the games begin." Veronica says with a clap of her hand.