Prey

Whitney felt dizzy, it was indeed a risk to have donated her blood, but she did it to save her. Although not happy about her sister's behaviour, Whitney chose to swallow it.

She was not sure what Gracey had gone through when she was missing. She even wanted to take her life when she returned. So Whitney feared that if she were not careful, her sister would continue to think of ways to kill herself.

Gracey, on the other hand, had her eyes closed. She remembered how she was adopted at the party. She was a bit drunk, so she could not even struggle. She regretted not listening to Whitney and drank a little at the party. She was still underage, and it was a rear opportunity. She thought that as long as she was not drunk, it was fine, but she was wrong

The man had carried her away. She was unsure how long the process took because she had lost consciousness.

When she regained her sense again, she was in a room. Two men who seemed to have been waiting for her to wake up were looking at her.

"Little girl, finally you woke," one of the men said. His gaze was so lustful that it made Gracey shiver.

"Don't be scared. We would not be too hatch as long as you cooperate," the other man said. His gaze was no different from that of the previous man.

"What do you want?" Gracey asked even if she could guess what they wanted to do.

"Nothing much. We just want to play. As long as you can satisfy us both, we will let you go," the second man said.

Gracey felt her heart tum, "I don't want to play. Can you let me go? I still have to take care of my baby brother," Gracey asked. She looked pitiful, but this only made the men more interested in her.

One of the men started walking over, "don't come close," Gracey said. She wanted to flee, but she had nowhere to go.

"See, you are scaring her, don't forget the instructions," The second man warned.

"I know she would not die," the first man shot his partner a look.

"Don't give me that. Although she is young and beautiful, I will also pay with my life if anything happens to her," the second warns his partner. He did not seem to believe his partner.

"Do you want to go together?" The first man did not seem to hear what the second man said.

"No, remember not to hurt her," the second man warned again.

"Gracey Gracey," she heard her sister calling and opened her eyes.

"Don't touch me," Gracy pulled away from the grip of Whitney. The reality and the memory of what happened were overlapping in her head. Although she could recognise Whitney's voice, it felt like a deception.

"It's me, calm down," Whitney did not touch her again, but she did not stop speaking. "Take a deep breath; you are home. No one would touch you," Whitney comforted. She could only wonder what her sister went through, but she did not dare ask.

It took a few minutes, but Gracey took a deep breath and calmed down as she listened to her sister's voice.

"You should have let me die," Gracey said when she calmed down. She did not understand what was so good about living in fear.

"What are you saying? You are still so young," Whitney said. She was scared that Gracey would still dare to attack herself.

"What is the use of being young? That Devil would not let us go. It is better to die," Gracey shook her head. Although she was not sure, who sent the two men, she assumed it had to be Kevin.

Those two raped her but tried their best not to kill her as she could not die at their hands. Gracey felt dirty. She never thought that her life would turn out like that.

Whoever sent the instructions to leave her alive was evil. So Gracey was confident that the person wanted to continue making life difficult for her.

"There is hope when there is life. I already promised to think of a solution. All you have to do is stay alive," Whitney said.

"You are lying to me, can't you see? The Devil is playing a cat and mouse game. He could kill us at any point, but he would scare us and let us go. Death is what waits ahead. Why not die now," Gracey argued.

Whitney opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she did not know what to say. She had always wondered why Kevin let them leave the last time. She thought they were lucky but thinking of Gracey's words and what Felix told her, she felt it was true.

Since her father betrayed the man, he would not let them go easily. "Could death be the only way," Whitney wondered.

Gracey pursed her lips and looked at her sister, "it is best we take our own lives quickly. Otherwise, darkness and pain is all that awaits us," Gracey said.

At that time, the door was pushed open, and Natalia walked in. "How are you doing?" Natalie looked at her friend.

"I am fine," Whitney smiled.

"Big Sister," Kelly called out as he hugged Whitney.

"You are fine," he turned to Gracey happily. When Whitney saw her brother, she pushed the thought of taking her life. She was old enough to take her life, but what would happen to her brother?

She did not have the heart to kill him, and leaving him alive would be another hell. If she followed Gracey's thoughts and they both died, it means the person who would continue to suffer would be their six years old brother.

Thinking of how young her brother was, Whitney decided against it.

"Here, I brought breakfast," Natalia said. She opened the food warmer and served the two sisters. She knew her friend, so she was sure she must have donated blood to her sister. So she brought nutritional breakfast for her.

"I am not eating," Gracey refused to take the food from Natalia.