Chapter 23 (1/2)
The message was sent. Troll and KJ waited in Gibbs' room. Ray didn't want to be involved on the base of professionalism. Gibbs said that his absence would increase the impact. Troll and KJ continued to wait.
At 12 midnight sharp, the sound of the door being knocked was heard. She's too desperate, though Troll while opening the door.
Deepa, without minding anything, entered Gibbs' room which was purposely left dark.
”Who's here?” she immediately asked as KJ closed and locked the door.
”Me and KJ,” replied troll directly.
”Gibbs?”
”I told you, Gibbs would be last,” replied Troll, this time a bit less direct.
KJ sat on his bed while troll stood next to Gibbs'. Deepa, without being invited, immediately sat on Gibbs' bed. She moved her hand to Gibbs' pillow, probably imagining Gibbs who slept there.
Psycho!
Slowly, Troll sat next to Deepa. He closed his face to hers, as if wanting to kiss her, but as she was about to respond, Troll pulled back his lips from Deepa's - while his hand quickly held both her hands.
”Lie down,” he asked with a strict tone.
Deepa laid down with her hands both in Troll's arms. KJ got up and moved to the head of the bed, where Deepa's hands were waiting. KJ grabbed a handcuff in his pocket nd cuffed Deepa to the headboard.
”Hey, what's this…?”
”Shhh,” said Troll. ”Gibbs like it like this.”
Deepa acquiesced, but despite the darkness, Troll and KJ knew that she was becoming nervous. Doubting the approval that was given. Worried because her hands were cuffed and there's nothing she could do to fight.
KJ then moved to the lamp switch and pushed it. The then dark room immediately brightened up. Troll moved to KJ's bed while Deepa was still sprawled on Gibbs' bed with her hands cuffed above her head.
While KJ went to get a scissor from the table, Troll lit a cigarette carefreely. He glanced at Deepa who seemed a bit confused with what's happening but was still silent. If there are too many sounds, then there's a cure for that, thought Troll.
KJ sat beside Deepa with scissors in hand.
”You… what are you going to do?” asked Deepa, a bit panicked.
”Relax,” replied KJ indifferently. ”Don't make any noises. This thing is sharp. If I'm startled when you scream, you're the one that'd be troubled.”
Deepa went back to her silence. KJ started cutting her clothes - in the middles, from the bottom to the collar. Her s.h.i.+rt was now split in two, revealing a light yellow bra.
”Why did you cut in the middle?” asked Troll casually.
”Just because. Sneak peak,” replied KJ. He pulled Deepa's bra from the front, the released it. ”This… what brand is it?”
Deepa looked speechless but still tried answering. ”Err… I… I don't…”
But it looked like KJ wasn't interested in her answer. He started cutting her s.h.i.+rt - from the collar to the left sleeve, then again from the collar to the right sleeve. KJ moved the front part which was split and the back part then threw everything to the side.
What's left was Deepa with everything above her waist bare except for the bra.
”Later… what should I wear when getting out?” she asked.
”Must you wear anything to go out?” KJ returned a question.
”Will she even go out in the first place?” Troll asked.
”Obviously she would! There's no way I and Gibbs would keep her here,” replied KJ, making a disgusted expression on purpose.
KJ then cut Deepa's bra from the centre before cutting both the straps. The pieces of the bra were similarly discarded to the side. Now, her upper body was fully exposed.
KJ got up and observed - as if observing a commodity. Troll too got up next to KJ.
”How is it?” KJ asked Troll. Nonchalant. Like they're talking about an object.
Troll made a face. ”Not that good, bro.”
Deepa's face was clearly holding back her tears. ”You guys… what's this…”
”You think… Gibbs would want it?” KJ asked again.
”It's not even appetizing,” replied Troll.
”Then, it's already lying here… what should we do?” asked KJ.
”What we should do,” said Troll.
KJ shrugged and move to the table again. This time, he took a camera out. He then walked next to Deepa.
”Smile,” he said while raising the camera and wanted to snap Deepa's picture - her face and her exposed upper body.
”What's this…” said Deepa, she became even more uneasy seeing KJ's action.
”Just smile! I want to take a picture, to sneak a preview for Gibbs. Gibbs needs a sneak preview first before he does it. Do you want to do it with Gibbs or not?” threatened KJ.
Deepa was silent.
KJ sighed and sat next to Deepa. ”Do you want to return empty handed? It's a waste of lying here with your hands cuffed like this. IN the end, you got nothing.”
Deepa was still doubtful.
”Just smile once, okay? You can, right?” KJ persuaded.
Slowly, Deepa smiled.
”Ha, that's it,” said KJ while snapping pictures from a few angles.
As he finished, KJ returned back to his bed, next to Troll. Troll went up fro a bit to grab a snack beside the cupboard and then sat back, eating. KJ started reading a magazine.
Troll and KJ sat there quietly like Deepa wasn't even there.
After a few minutes pa.s.sed, Deepa braved herself to speak. ”So… what's next?”