Amidst the tears and the running nose, Barbie cursed under her breathe as she walked towards the entrance at the rear, wanting to avoid contact with those partying. As she walked towards the door, a huge palm suddenly wrapped around her waist and dragged her backwards into the corner, and simultaneously, a handkerchief covered her nostrils.
'Mm mph, mm mph', Barbie struggled to break free while the mysterious person held her tighter. Just after about 5 seconds, Barbie slowly stopped struggling and went limp. The person then released Barbie as she slid to the floor.
'Humph, this was way easier than I expected…', the voice snorted. It was a man, wearing black baggy jeans, his blue boxers partly on display, with a black shirt and a black mask on. After confirming that Barbie was too weak to move, he quickly pocketed the handkerchief and pulled Barbie's upper body off the floor, then pulled her entire body into his arms. He was about to lift her body onto his shoulders… he suddenly stopped. Before he could react, Barbie kneed his lower abdomen and hit his face hard with her elbow. The man painfully dropped to the ground. Barbie took a moment to inhale a large amount of air, then she steadily grabbed a baseball bat that leaned on a baseball picture frame. She quickly swung it with all her might at the back of the man's head twice. The man collapsed instantly to the ground. Relieved, Barbie staggered out. However, her pace began to slow down. She felt extremely dizzy and things in sight mysteriously began to split into twos, then fours. Oh no! It was the effect of the man's drugged handkerchief when he used it to cover her nostrils. Unable to hold on anymore, she dropped to the floor.
'That stupid bastard…...'
....
Barbie slowly woke up to the painful torture from being tied to a chair. Realizing her condition, she frighteningly looked around the room. It was pitch dark, with only a ray of light through a crack in the door. The light ray shone directly on a dusty box. Wait a minute… the particular box! Barbie suddenly realized, she was in the storage room…she was still at Henry's. She freaked out instantly. Who was holding her captive? She struggled in her chair, but the rope seemed to tighten her even more.
'Who the hell are you?', she screamed,' Show yourself!!'
Suddenly, a hand swung and slapped Barbie hard across her face. Barbie felt her cheeks grow hot from the slap. She looked up at the owner of the hand she would be breaking soon…
The person came between the box and the ray of light.
Leah?
Her one eye shone with an evil intent. Barbie stared deeply at Leah. Another slap instantly went across Barbie's face. Barbie spat blood. She raised her head and looked again at this person she could no longer recognized.
'What's all these?', she asked Leah.
Leah moved away from the light ray. Barbie did not see where she went but she felt Leah seating across from her. Barbie heard more movements and soon, a flash light came on. It's light was dim but was enough to see the room and the evil girl across her face. Barbie sighed heavily.
'Why are you doing this?', Barbie managed to ask her.
'Because you keep getting in my way.' Leah answered coldly. She was determined to destroy Barbie.
'Is this about Henry?', Barbie couldn't help but ask her,' Have you always had your eyes on him?'
'Not just my eyes; my entire soul!!'
Barbie stared at Leah like she was staring at a stranger. After a while, she told Leah, 'I'm already leaving LA, you can be free to have him for yourself.'
Leah chuckled at Barbie's childish statement. She then relaxed in her chair all while glaring at Barbie.
'Can I tell you a story?', after not getting a response from Barbie, she proceeded with her story,
'Once upon a time, there lived a little girl who spent half of her life with her mum at the countryside. All she ever wished for was a happy home, a luxurious life, and a happily ever after with the love of her life, a very handsome boy who she had been fancying her entire life.'
She paused and glared coldly at Barbie, 'Then there lived this other little girl who grew up with both parents in affluence and enviable luxury. She also fell in love with this same handsome boy that the first little girl was in love with…and the boy instantly picked the second girl over the first one.', Leah smiled bitterly and continued, 'The first girl was so jealous of the other girl, so much so that she hated her and wanted so badly to kill her. One day, the heartbroken girl finally decided that it was enough! She would change the course of destiny.'
Leah remained silent at that moment. After what seemed like forever, Barbie finally broke the silence.
'So, what happened next? I'm listening.', she said.
'Oh, you'll see very soon. We shall play out the rest of the story right now and right here in this room.'
Barbie deliberated for a while. 'Wait I don't get something. I obviously see that I am the second girl, is that correct? But who is the first girl?'
Barbie's words stupefied Leah. 'What do you mean who is the first girl? Can't you tell who she is already?'
'I know you want to refer to the first girl as you, but then there will be a flaw in your story. The only girls Henry, which I believe is the handsome boy in your little story, chose from were Riley and me. You were never in the equation….'
Leah instantly flared, 'Barbie!!!' She was raging in profound hate for Barbie. She got up from her chair. Not even glancing at Barbie, she turned towards an old dusty table in the corner. On the table, three little barrels with their lids on were arranged. She took one barrel and took the lid off. She then poured the content in it at one side of the room. She continued with the other barrels until everything in the room was soaking wet with the content. Meanwhile, Barbie was already shivering in her chair with a terrified look in her eyes. She knew that scent… the content Leah poured was….