Rage (Her Monsters Book One) - K.A Knight Page 0,45
but waits until I step away to slip through the open door, I guess my new face is throwing her off. No doubt she endured his hands and personal form of 'breaking in' that he planned for me. I turn to the others but they all cower away from me as I unlock their cells. Stepping back, I hold my hands up to show them I mean them no harm.
"You're free, I’ll open the door and get you guys to the front so you can go on your way," I say, trying to soften my voice I don’t scare them.
"What about you?" the talkative one asks, stopping near me but not near enough to touch.
"I'm heading below," I reply, my hands turning into fists and inciting a whimper from one of the girls.
"You can't go alone, you heard what he said. He only goes down there to take the person who they believe is...not human. If you go alone, it will raise suspicion," she points out and I swear, knowing she’s right.
She sighs, rubbing the back of her head. "Fuck. You can take me down there, but you have to promise you will get me out."
I nod and she sighs again. "Good enough. They haven't seen me so it should work. Come on, before someone comes to see what's happening."
She straightens her back and life returns to her expression with a fierceness I wasn't expecting from her. Sweeping my eyes over the others, I walk in front in case anyone comes in. When we get to the door I scan my hand, like the guard mentioned, on a pad at the side. I have to wait an annoyingly long time before it pings green and the door opens.
Swinging it open, I step through confidently and scan the hallway. When I don't see anyone, I gesture for them to follow me. They scurry out and I lean back in, and flick the lights off. It might buy us some time if someone goes to investigate.
"Does anyone know which way?" I inquire softly, looking from left to right.
A corridor leads either way and I was knocked out when I was dragged in, so I don't know which way is out.
"Left is the way down, right is the way out," Talker mutters. Where the others hide behind me like a shield, she lingers next to me. Even as her body shakes and her eyes give away her nerves and fear, she stands straight.
"How do you know?" I ask, curious, and she throws me a scathing look.
"I was awake when they brought me in and I’ve watched enough girls being dragged out and downstairs from my cage," she replies harshly and I nod again, that must have been hard.
"What's your name, I can't keep calling you Big Balls in my head," I joke, trying to break the tension as we start down the corridor on the right, ready to get the other girls out first.
She laughs, the sound rough, like she isn't sure how to do it anymore. "It doesn't matter, the name belongs to the old me, the me before this place. I do like Big Balls though." She smiles over at me and I return it before concentrating back on our task.
"BB it is then," I finish, holding my arm out for them to stop and get back to the wall as we come to a sharp corner.
I stick my head around and sigh when I spot no one there, kind of disappointing to be honest. I wanted to try this new body out. I can feel the strength running through it and when I handled those guns, this body knew exactly what to do. Like riding a bike or fucking.
"Come on," I urge softly, stepping out around the corridor just as two more guards round the corner at the other end. Fuck.
Grabbing BB's arm, I drag her to my side. I look down at her with a warning and she goes limp, her eyes downcast as her hair hides her face, playing the part of the good slave.
The two guards notice me and stop halfway down. "There you bloody are. We were just coming to see what the hold up was, Rick has just dealt the next hand," the bigger one on the left calls. He's bigger than this body, but not by much. He has the same buzz cut and a flat-looking face. Square almost, with greenish eyes staring into mine. His friend to his right is smaller, skinner, but