ROXIE
I struggled against the chains, trying to get free, but there was no use.
Every time I moved, the chains dug into my skin more, causing more pain.
The movement outside where I was being held was loud; it sounded like many footsteps running away.
I glanced at the doorway, but no one came inside.
I sighed and glanced back.
There was still no sign of Bex.
I needed her back; I needed her to help me.
I couldn’t think of a plan to kill Naomi, but I might have to wing it when it comes. I knew I could take her, but it was all depending on where her head was at.
Movement came from the doorway, pulling me back to look. As I glanced around, Naomi was standing by the door. She stared at me, looking pissed. I could tell she was muttering to herself.
Something was wrong.
Naomi looked at
