Chapter 14 - The Warehouse

Daniella jumped out of the garbage truck when it stopped on the side road. She only had Evan's shirt, when her feet felt the ground, she covered her nose but, the stink from the garbage she touched to balance herself inside the truck stayed.

She wanted to blow, and she was about to when a car stopped in front of her.

The driver got down; it was Robert. He tossed a blanket at her while covering his nose. When Daniella accepted it, his hand stretched to reach the car spray inside.

He sprayed it to her like she's some kind of bug, the girl glared at him but Robert ignored her and got into the car.

Daniella sat on the passenger seat; she was about to put her seatbelt on when Robert asked her to stay inside the car trunk.

Her eyes swelling, with anger glared at Robert.

Without a word, Daniella got off and went behind the car. She opened the trunk and squeezed herself inside.

She does really smell bad, and since Robert has helped her tonight, she decided to not argue and do what he wants.

She pulled the door to close it, and her sight darkened.

The trunk is so dark, something she was used too. Darkness doesn't scare her, but what's beneath the darkness.

She gulped and closed her eyes, and when she did, Evan's figure flashed in her mind.

Her lips pursed, wondering about Evan and Kierry's relationship.

When she kissed him in the hotel room, she could not help but be drawn to his memory. She had finally confirmed it, she couldn't read Evan's mind or see his past by looking into his eyes but, when their lips were sealed, she somehow could.

Her mind was filled with curiosity, later it was exceeded with frustration when Robert speed up and suddenly pressed the brake, causing for her body to roll and bumped on something inside the trunk.

After almost an hour of driving, the car stopped. Then the trunk opened, the sudden light causes for Daniella's eyes to shut.

"We are here," Robert said, helping her to get off by offering his hand.

Daniella's eyes roamed around the place.

They are at the warehouse, next to an abandoned hospital. The place was an hour away from the city, it was almost in the middle of the forest, the hospital was closed down after the fire Ten years ago, since then, the people living close to the hospital started leaving the city and after some years, the place became secluded.

The warehouse was next to the hospital, it was used to store medical equipment, most of the equipment was still there, but they were old and rusty, and by the looks of it, anyone would know that it hasn't been used for a long time.

Daniella walked towards the entrance of the warehouse, while Robert has the unconscious senator on his shoulder.

"Where do you want me to put him?" Robert asked.

"In the office," she replied.

The warehouse had three rooms which were used as the office, after Daniella took over the warehouse, she renovated the three offices and made it soundproof.

"Shall I tie him up on the chair?" Robert asked once again wondering why Daniella didn't talk so much as she usually does.

"No, tie him up at the target, ready my darts and poison," her eyes blinked. As they entered the warehouse, she saw a woman in her thirties tied up and blindfolded on the chair.

"Is this his kid?" she coldly asked Robert, eyes were emotionless as walked towards the girl.

"Yes, Scott brought her here," saying that, Robert put the unconscious senator on the floor next to his daughter.

Daniella didn't say more, she proceeded to the bathroom to take a shower.

When she closed the door behind, her feet made its way towards the shower. She turned it on and cold-water flow from it.

Slowly, her hand scratches her skin, and soon, all the scar on her body revealed. Every day, she spends thirty minutes to cover her body with silicone-like skin, she could have removed it, but she chooses not too, as it was a reminder of what she had been through.

From her neck to her shoulders, her arms and her back, her body was covered in scars with a different shape.

Her eyes lowered to her legs; she slides a hand on one of her legs. Tears ran down from her eyes seeing her skin, the big scars on her body, she could not help but remember how she got it, how painful it was and the trauma she had experienced.

Her knee weakened, she sat on the tiles floor, hugging both of her knees.

Tears ran down from her eyes, but her face was emotionless, she could no longer feel the pain of her past, her body and heart have turned cold, colder than the water flowing from the shower.

Then she got up and reached for the towel on the rack. Evan's shirt which she took off, was on the floor. She picked it up and stared at it for a moment. Absently, her index finger touched her lips, and she remembered Evans soft lips, how his tongue played with hers and how her heart pulverized by his touch.

Her mind was disturbed when she heard a knock on the door, her hand threw his shirt to the floor and left the bathroom after changing her clothes.

Her hair was wet; water dripped down her clothes, but she didn't mind it. There are more important things than drying her hair.

Not seeing the senator and his daughter, Daniella went to one of the offices.

The three rooms were designed for different purposes.

The first one was mainly for questioning. There's a table and two chairs, while a cold white bulb was the only lighting in the room. It has the typical look of an interrogation room under the Soviet, the room was designed by her Russian friend Scott.

While the second room was filled with all different tools. A human-size dart target, a high chair with belt locks on the armchairs for wrists and the cabinets filled with knives, poisons, guns, and arrows.

The third room was designed by Daniella's friend Claire Bole, she's in her fifties and a surgeon. The room was just like a typical hospital room, all the medical equipment needed to cure a person was in there.

And now, Daniella stopped in front of the second room. Her hand twisted the doorknob. When her eyes caught the senator tied up on the human size dart-like target, the corner of her lips lifted with a sneaky smile.

She entered and closed the door behind her. Her sight jerked in the direction of the chair where the senator's daughter was sitting, still blindfolded.

Robert was inside, he had just piled up the jars of poison on the rectangular table next to the door.

"So, where do we begin?" his hand excitedly brushed each other, he picked up one of the darts and gestured to throw it at the senator who was tied up on the target.

"Leave Robert," she coldly said, asking him to leave.

Robert sighed; excitement disappeared from his face.

"Can I watch?" he begged like a kid, swinging one of Daniella's arm.

"No,"

"I won't tell anyone that you and Evan almost had sex."

Daniella turned to look at him, seeing her irises turning black, he left the room without a word.

After Robert left, Daniella quietly walked towards the daughter of the senator. She stopped in front of her and slowly, remove her blindfold.

Daniella met the girl's eyes; they were white as snow.

"Stupid Scott, why did he put a blindfold when she's blind. Freaking stupid."

Her jaw gnashed with anger; the girl's face was so innocent like a baby.

She squatted onto the floor and woke her up. The girl moaned, and later let out a shaky sigh.

"Help me!" the girl shouted; panic took over her face.

When the girl didn't stop screaming, Daniella used her palm to cover her lips.

Her lips were tightening with anger as she hardly pushed her hand on her lips.

"Help you?" she coldly said. Staring deeply on the girl's pale face.

Daniella remembered her, the girl who once visited her in the place she was locked in. Her eyes from before were still the same, round and white while her clothes revealed how wealthy her family is.

"Do you recognize my voice?" Daniella asked with the same cold voice. Remain on the floor in front of the tied-up girl, then she placed both of her cold hands on her lap.

With a shaky voice, the senator's daughter replied, "no."

Daniella scoffed bitterly, nose wrinkling as she remembered it as if it was just yesterday.

Her petite body on the bed, and the glass wall separating her from Dr. Lee, the senator, and the girl in front of her. Through the glass, Daniella saw the same girl standing next to her father, confusion was on her face.

Even with her weak voice, Daniella asked for help, not to the Senator or Dr. Lee but for the little girl's help, hoping she could talk to her father into getting her free but the girl, despite her good hearing ignored her. Ignored the pain in her voice, and her request for help.

And now the same girl is asking for her help. Since their position has turned, Daniella will make sure to return the favor.

As she slowly got up, her face moved closer to whisper into her ears.

"The eyes you have been wanting to have for years, I am going to give it to you," Daniella's lips lifted with a bitter smile.

Then she continued.

"and with those eyes. You shall witness the pain and distress in your father's face as I torture every part of his body," her voice was intense and full of anger. Veins popping up in her neck, eyes remained dark as it glistened with tears.

"Please," the senator's daughter shaky voice begs on her.

Daniella slowly moved away, her lips were stretching in a smile, a cold and a lethal smile.

"I said that word a thousand times, I begged, pleaded and cried for someone to have mercy on me. Don't beg on me, because what I am about to do to you and your father is nothing compare to what I had experienced," saying those words, the pain from the past pokes her heart, she blinked to fight her tears, she needed to do this even a small part of her is begging her not too, she needs to do it or else, continuing to live in the world full of monster would be useless.