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The Actor's Contract 62 Not just a body
Date = 26 JuneI let her sleep, watching.Place = San Francisco (Black Pit)I don’t want to be here.POV - EnriqueWARNING – Sex scene!!!I stare through the window. It’s a picturesque view … breathtaking, brooding, and undeniably bold.But the shadows on the walls still whispered of what had happened in this house.I force myself to look at the building edged on the horizon.The stables.It haunts me like a wounded beast under the dim first rays of the rising sun.I don’t want to be here. Aria stirs and moans softly. I turn around to look at her, desperately trying to cut through the uncomfortable tension hanging in the air. She stretches comfortably, and her eyes slowly open. A soft smile on her lips. Her hair a curly mess.“Aria, we need to talk,” I say softly. I’ve been waiting for her to wake up. Why this girl can make me suffer from a chronic tummy ache, for one, I’m not sure … but I have an idea.I want to explain. I want her to understand. That I did what I did because I … eh
The Actor's Contract 61 Where is Lee?
Date = 26 June — 1 in the morningThe horrible day has passed.Place = San Francisco (Black Pit)A new place.POV - AriaDark.Not pitch black, but dark in that gentle, creeping way where you’re not sure if your eyes are open or shut. It smells like salt. Like wood warmed by the sun. Like … laundry detergent and the ocean. Mountains.And him. Enrique.“Ow,” I murmur as a sharp pain pierces my head, little knives stabbing into my brain while images flash through my mind like a low-budget horror movie — the dirty mattress; Lee’s enraged gaze; the horrible smell; vile laughter; and that eerie screaming, similar to seagulls fighting over food.My heart jolts awake before the rest of me does.Fear paralyzes me. I lay super still, squeezing my eyes tensely shut. Trying to figure things out.I am lying down. On something soft. A mattress. Covered in blankets. My limbs are tangled in something warm.Someone.The first thing I feel is pressure. Heavy. Solid.The second thing I feel is terror.
The Actor's Contract 60 The warehouse
Date = 25 JuneStill the same day.Place = San Francisco (Warehouse)A haunting location.POV - EnriqueWARNING – Graphic content !!!!! “This is it,” Axel confirms. For a minute, no one moves as if taking it all in.The warehouse looms like a grave waiting for a name.“Holy fuck, are you sure?” Alejandro asks, rather shocked. I must admit, I was not expecting this either. But then again … I’m not sure what I expected … a building site, a dump yard, a fishing boat, a sunny, well-guarded mansion?Jackson runs the Jeep straight through the locked gate and up to the crummy building.The warehouse appears to have been abandoned by the world — its windows are boarded, ivy is climbing up its sides like veins, and half the roof is sagging inward. An old storage facility, maybe. Now, just a trap with a cruel invitation.I step out of the SUV and instantly feel it in my gut — wrongness.Jinx hops out and immediately begins to sniff. The dog growls low in his throat, body rigid, tail raised.“E
The Actor's Contract 59 The voice on the phone
Date = 25 JunePlace = San Francisco (Inferno parking / On the road)POV - EnriqueI swallow back the bile. Who does this voice belong to? Can it really be Graham?“If that’s all,” my twin says like a death sentence, like he’s already dug the grave, “We have things to do.”“Wait.” The voice is quiet — too quiet — the kind of quiet that makes your skin crawl, because silence is where monsters live.“I know almost everything about you … except what I need to know,” he laughs — not with humor, but with that sick, twisted sound people make when pain’s the only thing left.Axel grits his teeth, “You don’t know shit about us!” He lost his cool.The voice answers it with a laugh so cold, so wrong, it curdles the air in the car. “Oh, I know … every person you shag … every move you make … even those dirty little secrets you’re all trying to keep to yourselves.”Alejandro twists his face into an even worse frown than Jackson’s, and hate clouds Axel’s icy eyes that are fixed on the dashboard as
The Actor's Contract 58 Gone
Date = 25 JuneThree days and in a second things go badPlace = San Francisco (Inferno parking / On the road)Following the location of a phonePOV - Enrique“WHERE IS LEE?” Jackson strides into the private parking, fury radiating from him in waves, hair tousled as if he walked through a tornado. His boots slam against the concrete like he wants the whole floor to crack. His eyes are wild. Dangerous. Deadly.His expression isn’t readable. It’s etched in rage. He doesn’t seem to see anyone as he heads straight to us, phone to his ear. Axel gives me a warning look from where he’s leaning against the bonnet. A storm is coming.“You better fucking hope I don’t find you before I find Lee,” he sneers, deadly calm. It’s not a threat, it’s a statement. I wonder who the unfortunate person on the other side is. Or where Lee went this time. Or why it matters so much.But I have bigger problems than his tiny roommate.He stops. Drops his hand with the phone. His eyes cut through me like blades.“
The Actor's Contract 57 Cable ties and lost love
Date = 25 JuneNever a dull moment.Place = San Francisco (A warehouse)I’d rather not hang out here for too long.POV - AriaWARNING – Graphic content !!!!! Rape - murder !!!The room is cold. Not freezer-cold, but the kind that sinks under your skin and settles into your bones like mold — damp, heavy, and wrong.We are in a storage closet or maybe a utility room. No windows. No lights. Just cracked tiles, an exposed pipe dripping like a metronome for a funeral march, and a rusted, once-blue door with a single slit at the bottom.It smells like pee, dust, and something that died. The kind of space you can’t scream in without it sounding small. The air is too tight, the light too dull, the walls too white.I sit on the floor, on top of a very dirty mattress, tied arms wrapped around my knees. I’m sure my mascara flaked, my hair is tangled in what I can only describe as criminal humidity, my toes are freezing through my socks, and my ankles are numb where the cable ties cut into them.
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