“So we can go?” Spencer asked hopefully, speaking to her for the first time.

Kyla laughed and tucked her phone back in her pocket. “Sure you can leave…if that’s what Ashley agrees on. I don’t really care what happens to you two.”

Madison visibly paled and Spencer looked at her curiously. “What’s wrong?”

“Spence, her sister is coming.” Madison’s voice caught in her throat as she spoke.

Spencer looked on with a blank face. So what her sister was coming? They were one step closer to getting out of there right? Seeing as how Kyla didn’t give a damn what happened to them, maybe her sister would.

“Okay…” Spencer trailed off a little. Her fear was already at its peak. She couldn’t be any more frightened than she already was.

“You don’t realize you should be scared do you?” Madison asked, her eyes darting from the door back to Spencer.

“That’s a good thing.” Kyla spoke from where she now sat on the couch across the room. “Ashley’s doesn’t like fear.”

“Why should I be scared?” Spencer asked quickly, fear once again starting to creep up on her. Maybe she was wrong about her fear being at its peak.

The turning of the door knob snapped everyone out of their thoughts. Spencer quickly shut her eyes and grabbed onto Madison’s arm, burying her face into the side of her neck. She didn’t think she wanted to see who’d just entered the room.

“Are you okay?”

The voice was soft and raspy, as if she was a smoker. Spencer felt Madison tense up, which only increased her nervousness. She guessed that this was the infamous Ashley, and that the question wasn’t directed towards either of them.

“I’m fine.” Kyla replied, the couch squeaking as she stood. “You’d do better by asking our guests the same question.”

Spencer didn’t have to look up to feel eyes immediately turn on them. Again, she squeezed her eyes shut. If she just sat there, maybe she would disappear. Peeking one eye open, Spencer held in a sigh. She was still there.

“Oh yeah?” Ashley asked, her eyes burning holes into the two girls. Unlike Kyla, not a trace of amusement was on her face. “And why is that?”

“Let’s just say…they are stubborn, and maybe a little too smart for their own good.”