I woke up lying on my couch, my body stiff and my neck aching. Dry blood ran down my neck and socked into my dress collar. Hastily I went over to the kitchen and whipped away the blood. Then I throw up in the sink, remembering last night or was it day? I was losing track of the days and time here. How long had it been? Terry hands, his teeth and his words still echoed. Splashing cold water on my face woke me up a little, but I still felt tired and weak.
Curling up in a ball I cried and hating myself for feeling weak.
"Hey Faith shh, it's ok." I lifted my head to see Tabitha crouched in front of me; her kind caring eyes held my red ringed watery ones.
"Don't tell me everything ok! It's not!" I shouted.
"I know but we're going to get out of this mess somehow, all of us together."
"How? Terry got the upper hand on us, he took away the important things in our heads and these no way I'm ever gonna get my hands on my notebook." I sighed feeling my temper rising. "What we gonna do? Huh? We can't do anything, I the only way for me to get my hands on my notebook is if Terry goes out. But then his other puppet Ryan will snitch on me, or get in my way."
"Delia could always hypnosis him for a little while, but I don't want to ask her to do that and I know that she swore that she wouldn't do that." I ran my hand through my hair. "It's hopeless."
"No don't ever say that." Looked towards the door to see an unfamiliar face with dark brown hair and sapphire eyes, he was nice looking. "These always hope you just have to believe." He smiled encouraging at me.
I returned his smile and stood up; Tabitha caught my hand to steady me. "You right, just breaking point I guess."
"Understandable. I'm Markus by the way." Holding out his hand.
I took his hand and shock it. "Faith, nice to meet you."
"And you but sorry it's under these circumstances."
"Friendship can be made under any circumstances when you think about it." Tabitha added.
"Yer your right." Markus let go of my hand and looked at Tabitha.
I went out into the main room leaving Tabitha and Markus in the kitchen.
"Sorry I couldn't help last night." Delia said sitting next to me.
"Don't worry about it, Terry knows that I'm on to him." I admitted.
"What do you mean?" She asked frowning.
"My notebook, Delia he's got it I know that he has and I have to get it. Whatever in it is important to me." I told her.
"Faith I don't think that was a good idea, but I liked that you stood up to him." She sighed and added. "But I really don't think that was a good idea."
"Okay I know but, god Delia I had to do something and I still do."
"I need to steal my notebook back." I whispered. "And get everyone else out of here."