Rain
I'm busted, so much for going undercover. The black bandage that covered my eyes made it hard for me to locate where I am or where they were dragging me. I felt strong hands holding my arms and nothing made them stop, even when I stumbled on my feet, they would drag me.
The sounds of water drops around me, and the strong humid air indicated that I was somewhere underground. Everything was quiet, and I could hear my heart drumming in my ears while my breaths were shallow, I was terrified of what's yet to come. Cyprus words came up in my mind, I remembered what he told me about either disposing of me or using me in one of their sick experiments- honestly, I prefer the first option.
the sound of footsteps and the clanking of keys snapped me out of my thoughts. According to the sound of jingling keys opening a lock , I figured I'm in a cell. Someone stepped closer to me and I could smell the strong smell of male perfume hit me. I shuddered as the guy pulled the bandage from my eyes. I kept my eyes closed for a second then I opened them slowly in order to adjust to the lights.
two small black eyes met mine, a guy who seemed a little old judging the wrinkles around his eyes and mouth, clean shaved face, his smile revealed yellow teeth, almost bald with a dust of hair on the sides of his head, I cringed when his breath hit my nose, disgusting. "Hello there, I'm detective Bruce Mayers, and I will be questioning you today and everyday till we get all the information we want from you". My eyes widened "h- how long are going to keep me here?" he shrugged and put his hands inside his dress pants pockets "that depends on you Mrs. Rivers, it could take one day, hell, it could take one hour if you cooperate- however, if you don't, it could take up to a year or a decade for all that I care, you are welcome to stay here, but it won't be easy and I won't lie to you- that pretty face of yours may be broken and swollen more that you count, now we'd both hate that, won't we?". At his words, terror coursed through me, I slowly nodded and he nodded back "good, now let's begin".
time passed by and I winced and cried out as detective Mayers slapped me for the sixth time, this guy had colossal hands and I already feel like my face is all puffy and swollen, I gulped and adjusted myself in the chair, my wrists were killing me as they were tied tightly behind my back.
"I'm going to ask you again, where have you been hiding with those werewolves?" I glared at him "I told you, I don't know what you're talking about" he glared down at me then turned and reached his hand out to one of the guards "give me her fucking profile", the guy quickly handed him a dark brown folder, detective Mayers slapped the file down on the table in front of me, then he opened it. It contained a picture of me, photos of me with Darious walking together the day we were in the city, my eyes widened- the detective turned the pages until he reached one paper that indicated my birth date, then my death date- deceased: June, 12th, 2021. I gulped and met the detective's eyes "Mrs. Rivers, you are supposed to be dead since June, today's date is October the thirteenth, can you explain where you've been the whole time? and don't try to lie to me- because we know this guy" he put his finger on Darious's picture "is a werewolf". Shit, what am I going to say now? God help me. But then I remembered something, I raised my head "today is October the thirteenth?" the detective looked taken a back for a second "well, yes" I laughed "today's my birthday" the detective stared at me for a second, he looked furious, of course he would, he thought that I was going to day something helpful, I smirked and he slapped me hard across the cheek "well, happy fucking birthday".
after what felt like forever, about twenty slaps later, the detective grew tired of me, he turned and walked towards the door of the cell and spoke to the guard "keep her locked up, I'm going to try something else tomorrow- if she keeps quiet like that, I'm going to give her to the scientists- after all, she's already dead". I gulped and stared at him as he walked away into the darkness, leaving me in the cell with a guard and a low-light bulb hanging above my head, I tried to move my hands, but winced as the rope dug into my wrists, my face was burning and I could barely move my mouth, everytime I tried to swallow my mouth felt like it wasn't functioning, and the taste of iron was recognisable.
At some point, I fell asleep. It was physically hard to sleep while sitting in a chair, my neck was painfully stretched either to the side, the back or the front. A splash of cold water made me gasp and woke me up- I glared at the smirking guard "wakey wakey", detective Mayers sauntered through the cell door with his hands in his pockets and his calm demeanor on. "Good morning Mrs.Rivers, I hope you've had a good night's sleep" I glared at him silently, he studied me closer, "oh, I see you are drenched - how about we take those wet clothes off?" My eyes widened and I panicked "no, please don't", he ignored me and motioned to the guard to come over with his head "rip the shirt and pants off, leave her undergarments on", I tried to struggle and push myself back to no avail, the guard stepped behind me and held my button shirt with both hands, then he ripped it off and threw it away, then he moved to my dress pants and ripped them off with a knife and threw them away to the other side of the cell. I blushed crimson red, it wasn't only embarrassing, being like this- almost naked in front of strange people against my will , made me feel humiliated .
I raised my head to be met with the detective's wide surprised eyes, he stared at my body intently "Jesus christ, look at all those scars'', realization hit me, he can see the mark, Cedric's canine scars on my shoulder, the scar on my side, the guard behind me cleared his throat "sir, you need to see those marks, they seem recent", detective Mayers walked behind me and grunted "well, looks like you got yourself in trouble with werewolves multiple times Mrs.Rivers". I gulped and breathed hard as he traces five fingers along the slashes on my back, he stepped back in front of me then stared at me as he spoke to the guard "I need DNA tests on her, whatever bit and scratched her, had to leave some of its DNA on her".
The guard nodded and exited the room, detective mayers circled around me and touched each and every one of my scars "very interesting how you've survived all those attacks" he put a finger on the bite on my neck "however, this one looks a little different, it's still glistening" I shuddered and panicked inwardly. Cedric's mark.