My palms touched the hard wooden door as I pushed it open, revealing Kara casually sitting on the couch, aimlessly gazing around and as soon as her eyes landed on me, she bolted straight towards me, pulling me in a big warm hug.
Obviously, she missed me just as much as I did.
I sighed in relief, burying my face in her shoulder, almost on the verge of crying, suddenly feeling extremely overwhelmed by pretty much everything that happened lately.
“Oh my god, Jules...” She whimpered, hugging me even tighter, holding me close for a few moments before she slowly pulled back, worriedly looking at me.
“What happened? Are you ok?” She softly asked, gently tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, her vivid green eyes roaming all over my face like searching for any type of injury.
“Yeah...I’m fine...” I quietly answered, silently relishing in her familiar, soothing touch.
“Apparently, I have to stay with Logan now...” I mumbled, obviously unsatisfied.
“He thinks that these people are going to try to hurt me,” I reluctantly amswered, intently staring back at her, trying to gauge her reaction.
Surprisingly enough, her expression didn’t change at all, keeping a stoic, composed look on her face as she very seriously suggested,
“You should trust him and stay with him.”
“What?” I gaped at her, stunned by her words. This seemed so out of character. The old Kara I knew would’ve already tried to make a plan and escape this nut-house the second she smelled something fishy.
“Trust me, it’s for the best,” She assured, the seriousness in her tone making me feel like talking to a complete stranger.
“What? What happened to you? Why are you talking like this?”
“No!” I instantly cut her off,
“We should be planning our way to escape out of this sick place, not how to become their freaking mistresses!
“Julie!” Her loud shout reverberated through the walls, forcing me to take a small step back, instantly rendering me speechless for the fraction of a second before I shouted back to her,
I simply stared back at her in utter shock, small tears already prickling at the corners of my eyes, my trembling hands covering my mouth.
“No...” I shakily whispered, shaking my head in utter disbelief before quickly turning around, trying to get out of there as soon as possible.
Loudly slamming the door behind me, I then ran down the corridor, hot tears already making their way down my cheeks, heavily blurrying my sight as I tried to find my way back to the room Logan and I shared.
I was doomed. I was never going to escape this place now.
We were trapped. Forever.
Loud sobs escaped my lips as I kept on running, only now reaching with my hands to wipe away the heavy wetness blurrying my sight as I couldn’t even see where I was heading when the sudden, unexpected sensation of arms wrapping around me startled the hell out of me.
My hands landed on a firm chest, my eyes instantly meeting a pair of dark brown ones, terrifyingly staring right back into mine.
“Personal slave huh? Let’s see what you can really do...”