My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

All three lunge at me. I’m quick to kick number three over to Jena’s corner of the tiny cell. She wraps her arms around his neck using her chains like a noose and ridding the world of one sadistic idiot quickly.

I swing my free hand wildly and don’t hit anything. Number two is quick to laugh at me until he hears the jangle of keys as I toss them to Jena then punch him in the face, while I kick my legs out to trip Jerkface as he turns to try and intercept the keys.

Jena gets her feet unlocked before Jerkface can scramble over to her and number two is righting himself in front of me. I pull my elbow back to knock number two in the other cheek, but I am just short and hit his nose spraying me and anything around me in blood pouring from his nose.

I hear grunting from the other side of the room, but I can’t look, number two wasn’t as phased by the blow to the nose as I would have hoped and he has started taking clumsy swings at me. He’s not doing any damage though, which allows me to listen to my surroundings. I hear several thuds and slaps as contact is being made, but I don’t know if Jena is winning or losing her fight.

his head is whipped to the side as Jena breaks his neck. She lets him

have to go.” I shouted at her, sure

come back to the present as she rushes over to get the keys from where she

now?” She asks

“No idea.”

three people for you NOT to

the Moon

or prison. There are hallways lined with doors like ours. The stone that lines the walls and floor is caked in years worth of dirt and mold and who knows what else. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

then we reach a stone staircase. I can see light through the cracks in the wooden door that seems to be set into the floor at the top of the stairs like a cellar. We can hear voices too, but they are too muffled