The Female Lead Is A Lesbian - Volume 1 Chapter 7 Confrontation With A Pyscho Part

Zoey saw a huge room. Big pools and splatters of blood littered the already filthy floor. On the left a big silver tray stood there and it held a mallet, scalpel, pliers, drill, needles, bone saw, a cleaver, a screwdriver, and nails while next to the tray was a huge black bag duffel bag.

On the right side of the room was a single pipe connected to the wall and two people were hancuffed to it. One of the two was a female with shiny silky black hair in an elegant ponytail.She was wearing a deep red shirt and black pants that showed her delicate and slightly skinny frame.

Her outfit was paired with two inch black wedges and a pure white doctor’s coat that was stained with blood and filth from the wall she was leaning against. Her face was fair and smooth with pure light green eyes. However her right cheek was covered with a huge bruise, her right eye was swollen and black, and her nose was dripping with blood.

The other was a man with blonde hair with hair strands covered in gel dangling in front of his closed eyes. He was wearing a light yellow suit with a white collar shirt which were soaking wet and that showed his broad shoulders, lean waist and musclely arms. He also wore designer leather shoes paired with black socks.

His breath was ragged and his face was slick with sweat and beet red. It was obvious he was suffering from dehydration, a fever, and starvation. He looked like he was moving in and out of consciousness.

Emily was standing in the middle of the room and was standing over the body bag. She quickly put on a pair of long white gloves and unzipped the bag. Out of the bag she pulled out an Rory. Rory had blood trickling down from his head onto his face. Which made it quite clear that Emily had hit him over the head rendering him unconcious.

Zoey, who was still watching from the door, clasped both hands over her mouth as not to make sound. Her eyes were wide with shock as she looked at the bloody scene before her.

Emily pulled Rory out of the bag by his shoulder and threw his limp body onto the floor. She reached into the bag once more and pulled out two long pieces of rope. She then took one rope and flipped Rory onto his back, using the rope to bind his wrists behind his back, tying the rope so tight his wrists started to bruise and bleed.

She then took the other rope and bound his ankles so tight until they did the same as his wrists. After tying him up Emily went over to the black bag and took out a big gallon of water.

She walked over to Rory and stood over him. She opened the water and poured it directly on his face. After the gallon had been drained by about three quarters Rory started sputtering and coughing and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that Rory was awake Emily threw the water bottle across the room.

She grabbed the neck of Rory’s shirt and forced him to sit up. Rory was in pain and disorientated but, after a couple of seconds his memory flooded back into his head. After Emily told him he had a hot guest he was lead into the morgue where he felt something strike his head and he fell to the ground but, before he blacked out he saw Emily standing over him with an emotionless face. The next thing he knew he was in a strange filthy place.

Before he knew it Emily was squatting down and was in his face, his spine shivered at looking her lifeless, creepy, eyes. Emily looked at Rory and tilted her head from side, she then spoke in a creepy unsettling voice, “Hiiiiii RoRy, Hoooww was yoouurr naAap.” As soon as Rory heard this his confusion was replaced with rage but, he gained some brain cells and realised that yelling at Emily in her current state would most likely get him killed or seriously maimed.

He then began to talk in a hurt, innocent tone ” Emmy why are you doing this. I must’ve pushed you too hard right, I am so so so sorry. Hey I have an idea how about you let me go and we can spend a romantic weekend together. Sounds good right?”

Emily looked at him with a mighty strong killing intent, she grabbed Rory’s chin and sneered “RoRy ROry RoooRRRyy. *Tsk Tsk Tsk Tsk Tsk* If you really cared about me as a girlfriend or even as human being would you have PLANNED TO SELL ME TO BUSINESS MEN TO BOOST YOU’RE F.U.C.K.I.N.G STATUUUUUSSSSS”

Rory was once again frightened at her sudden yelling and wondered how Emily knew that. Emily stood up and walked slowly over to the man in yellow and continued to speak “Do yOooUUu knOOOOwww WhhhYY I brought yOOUUU hEeere,” She went over to the man in the yellow and grabbed his hair, forcing him to lift his head and continued speaking “You remember this guy riiiggghht. You operated on his brother and he had the AuuuDAaaacittYy to question your surgical capabilities so I kidnapped him, starved him, waterboarded him, and deprived him water to teach him a lesson for doubting you”

She let go of the man’s hair as Rory looked in horror and she walked over to the woman and again continued speaking as she pinched the woman’s chin tightly. “And this woman dared to reject your dinner invitation so I ruined her so-called beauty by punching her face until she bled.”

Rory was shivering by the amount of fear in his body and wanted to cry because of the aura of malice, rage, and killing intent Emily was constantly producing. Emily let go the woman’s chin with a shove and walked over to the silver tray.

She then picked up the cleaver and walked up to Rory. She spoke with bone chilling voice that could freeze lava and said “I didn’t want my pure sweet Rory to get hurt and wanted him to be happy so I did everything possibly I could. But I allowed my honey bunny to be corrupted and so I failed . Soooo I am going to kill everyone here and then myself.” She waved the cleaver around “Now who goes first, eeny meeny miney mo. Hoooowwww aboouut YOU” She pointed her cleaver at the woman, who was now shaking as much as Rory.

Zoey who was still standing silently at the door knew it was time to intervene but, Sky’s voice suddenly appeared in her head.

[Camouflage de-engages in t-minus one minute]

[Invisibility de-engages in t-minus one minute]

Zoey bit her lip in frustration a she completely forgot about her power’s new time limit. Zoey screamed in her head ” OH SHIT, OH SHIT, OH SHIT, OH SHIT, WHAT DO I DOb WHAT I DO, WHAT I DO.” Zoey started to panic even more as Emily moved slowly to the woman cleaver in hand with a wicked smile.