~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ahh, The Things I Get Into~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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MY POV
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I wasn't sure how long we've been down here but my stomach's been rumbling a lot. Lea and Izzy weren't as hungry as I was, though and that stupid guy hasn't brought a single piece of food.
Stupid guy with his stupid basement and his stupid lazy ass. He can't even bring down some stupid food. Stupid guy. He was so... STUPID!
My head was resting in my palm while I was sitting on this chest that was at the foot of the bed.
There was no windows, the door was locked, no telephone- wait. I still have my cell phone!
I pulled my cell phone out only to realize I didn't have any connection.
Stupid phone.
I tossed my phone onto the ground. It could go jump into a bucket of water for all I care.
It hit the floor with a thump. But the floor sounded sorta...hollow.
"Izz, Lea, come here for a sec." I said, standing up and stomping my foot onto the ground.
I stomped it where my cell phone made the thump and I found it really was hollow.
I pushed the carpet aside and saw a wooden little door. I pulled it open by the handle with a good tug and found a staircase.
I looked back at Izzy and Lea and they nodded. We slowly descended down the staircase and came to another door. It was bigger then the wooden one and much heavier.
It was steel and had about 6 different locks on it and about 3 different types of bolts.
"Who knows how to pick a lock?" Izzy asked Lea and I.
"I do." I said.
"Okay then. Let's get started." Lea said.
"Wait. How do you even know how to?" Izzy asked, suspiciously.
"That's a story for another day. Anybody got a pin or a needle?" I asked, examining the lock.
It'd take a while to pick it but I could manage. Izzy handed me a sharp needle.
Perfect.
I slid the needle in the lock and started wiggling it around a bit. The first one didn't take too long and neither did the second, third, fourth or fifth. The sixth was a different story.
Every time I wiggled the needle, even in the slightest bit, the needle would bend.
I was getting irritated and it didn't help that there was 3 different types of bolts left.
"Just open the door and give them food! It's not that hard!" That voice was male and it sounded like it was above us. I'm pretty sure it was, though.
We heard three sets of footsteps and froze.
"Ugh. Of course! No! You can't do that! Not yet, anyways!" That male voice said again.
"We're eventually gonna have to choose someone as our mates!" Another male voice yelled.
We were losing time and they were getting closer. I dropped the needle and we ran back upstairs. We pushed open the wooden door, pushed the carpet back into place, I picked up my cell phone, slipped it into my pocket and we went back to the way we were sitting earlier.
Three men entered the room and one of them put the food down and then they left. They were yelling while walking down the hallway and I realized that I was holding my breath.
I let it out, relieved.
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