Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 366

Chapter 366: 366-Creating A Scene

Gigi:

Then I grabbed the bag where Rocky kept his toys and scattered its contents around the room.

After that, I walked over to the wall and struck my head against it a few times.

I dragged myself across the floor, leaving scratches over my skin. I was already covered in bruises, but that wasn’t enough.

I needed fresh ones.

Once I was finished, I stood in front of the mirror and smiled at myself.

It was time to become a fresh victim again.

My smile widened as another thought came to me.

Jenna thought she could punish my brother and me. She thought she could punish him and then shame me in front of my own fiancé by accusing me of not helping her.

Well, guess what?

She would never be able to say anything about me now.

I mean, how could anyone speak badly about a victim who had just survived eighteen days of torture?

Pure torture.

Then I decided to leave the cabin.

It wasn’t like I hadn’t gone outside before. Rocky and I had done plenty of things out on the rough ground. There was something about being completely naked in the open air that gave me a rush.

We had done it in all kinds of places, against trees and near the edges of the mountains.

Sometimes he would fasten a belt around my neck like a leash, and I would crawl on all fours, pretending to be his dog.

Those had been good times.

But they were over now.

I couldn’t live like that forever. I had to go back and be the queen I was.

So I ran around outside for a while, just to make everything look more natural. By the time I stopped, I was sweaty and completely out of breath.

I went back inside, grabbed Rocky’s phone, locked myself in the bathroom, and dialed Diana’s number, the only number saved on the phone.

Then I waited.

I knew someone would answer.

To my surprise, they did.

No one spoke from the other end, and I immediately understood why. They probably thought Rocky, the blackmailer, was calling Diana.

That alone told me they were already investigating.

I’d made the right decision by creating all this mess before it was too late. Especially because whoever had answered wasn’t saying anything, and Diana obviously couldn’t have picked up the call herself.

I put on the most frightened voice I could manage.

"Help me," I whispered, biting my bottom lip.

A gasp came through the phone.

Then I heard a voice.

"Gigi?"

It was Ragnar.

"Ragnar? Is that you? Oh my God, please. Please come and help me. Please help me. Help me!"

I burst into tears and pretended a struggle had started, kicking against the wet bathroom floor.

"What is going on? Why are you there? Did he hurt you?" Ragnar demanded.

Before he could ask anything else, I started breathing heavily, pretending Rocky was trying to snatch the phone from my hands.

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