Nyssa's POV:
We decided to wait a week to make Jack think we weren't up to something. Baby Doll explained to me why we needed Zack's help. Up until now, Zack had no idea that we were planning to escape.

"Why Zack though?" "He's the only guy we can trust. Plus, the cook trusts him. Its weird but Zack is the only one that the cook likes. So Zack can help us while getting a knife. Plus... I'm sure Zack will be happy to help us." "What do you mean?" She smiles at me, "oh no reason," she giggles and runs off.

Now we're working in the kitchen, helping the cook make dinner for everyone. I look over at the cook who's large knife was in his waist holder. The biggest knife in the kitchen. I look up at Baby Doll, "where's Blondie," I whisper. "I don't know," she whispers back.
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Blondie's POV:
I was wrapping the chords up, tears running down my face. This time. I was scared. We got so clsoe to being caught last time. I could still feel Jack holding and twisting my hair in his rough cold hand. Sometimes I think he's not even human.

I finish wrapping the chords and set them on the speaker. I was getting Nyssa her music. Thats when I broke down. I let out a sob and fall to my knees. I lean against the wall and cover my face. I been living in fear ever since I got here 2 years ago. Before Nyssa got here, Sweet Pea was the new girl. We haven't had a new girl in over a year.

I was scared. Sometimes I felt alone. Jack is what scares me the most. I know what Jack can do. He can do anything. Erase who you really are, until there's nothing left. He did that to me. He used my first year to strip me away of who I really am. Now I don't even know who I am. Or who I used to be.

All because of Jack.

Guess thats my reason I want to escape. To find who I really am in the outside world.

I hear heels on the floor and see Ms. Niessa kneeling in front of me, worry on her face and in her eyes. "Blondie sweetie, whats wrong?" "No-nothing Ms. Niessa." "Sweetie, you know you can tell me anything. I see fear and lonliness in your eyes. You need someone. Please. Tell me." I take a deep breath and look up at her. "Do you promise not to tell anyone." "I promise."

"Well...its..." I hear more footsteps walk in and I see the black shiny shoes first that have been haunting me ever since I got here.
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Nyssa's POV:
Rocket walks in, Zack behind her a minute later. Sweet Pea was helping the cook. We were pealing potatos. "Zack. Finally. Help me cut up and cook this meat, these whores are worthless and to slow." Zack looked like he wanted to punch the cook. "Sure. I'll help. Move Sweet Pea." Zack sort of pushes Sweet Pea out of the way, he had to pretend that he hated us. Baby Doll told me he has to so he could be on the cook's good side.

"Well. Are we doing this?," Rocket whispers. I shake my head. "No. I mean.... How bad could the high roller be...?" "Thats it. We're doing this. Now," Sweet Pea says. I watch them move stuff off the wooden island, the bucket full of water and potatos slamming onto the floor. The cook watches us, "what the fuck are you doing!?"

We lock the doors and Baby Doll sits the cook on a chair in front of the wooden island. She sits on her lap, "your going to want to watch this," she whispers in his ear. I jump on the island with Zack's help and he turns up the radio that was playing.

I start dancing and allow the music to flow through my body. Taking control. I feel someone's hands on my sides, they were big and rough. It was Zack. He twirls me in to him and dips me. "What are you doing Zack," I whisper. "I been dying to have a dance with you," he whispers in my ear.

We dance together. It was like we were meant to be dance partners. How we moved together flowed and fitted perfectly. I pictured us running through the halls, away from someone. That someone was probably Jack. Us running off together, to freedom.

Then I heard a crackle, bringing me out of my state of mind. I open my eyes and see that water from the tub we pushed off had gotten on the chord of the radio. The cook shakes his head and see's Baby Doll pulling the knife out of his holster.

Everything happened so fast. The cook pushes Baby Doll off him and pulls his knife out. Zack jumps off the wooden island and grabs the cooks arm. The cook pushes Zack off of him, landing on his back ont he tile. The cook swings his arm down and I close my eyes. I hear Rocket scream in horror.

I open my eyes and see Rocket holding Baby Doll in her arms, "BABY!! BABY!!" "Tell-tell mom and dad-I'm sorry." "NO YOU WILL!!" "Bye Clara," Baby Doll whispers. "NO!! TAYLOR COME BACK!!! TAYLOR!!" Their real names...

The locked door slams open and Jack, Ms. Gaskarth, walk in. Jack holding Blondie by her hair roughly. Rocket, or Clara, screams in horror, "TAKE HER AWAY!!!" Men run in and force Clara off Taylor. Taylor laid lifeless on the floor. We were all screaming and crying. "YES!! SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU CROSS ME!!!," Jack screams at Clara. "PUT HER IN THE CLOSET!!!" They take her out, her screams echoing through the hall.

Zack gets me down, I look around and notice that the knife was no where to be found. Not even the cook had it. "YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN ALL OF YOU CROSS ME!!," Jack glares at us. "GO GET READY!! WE HAVE A SHOW!! Especially you. Little Maid," he growls at me. "THE HIGH ROLLER COMES FOR YOU TONIGHT!!"