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Adult ++
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Chapter 11: Captive Audience
AN: Well I’m not really too sure what to say about this chapter....
Suggested Listening: Sic Transit Gloria...Glory Fades by Brand New
Chapter 11: Captive Audience
~Matt~
Loud vibrations startled me from my frantic skimming of text. Looking at the caller id it was.. Mello.
“Mello, thank god.” I sighed into the receiver. Neither Jasper or myself had heard from him since I kicked him out. “I'm sorry I told you to leave, look can you just come back...?” I asked hesitantly.
It was purely selfish on my part. He really shouldn't be anywhere near me at the moment.
“Matt you have to get out of there, they are coming for you right now!” I sucked in a breath and leapt from the chair. I tossed aside papers and old coffee cups and found my gun. Running into the kitchen I grabbed my keys.
“Go to Jasper's, or call him and meet somewhere-”
crash
The door flew back on its hinges and cracked against the wall.
“Fuck!” I yelled and darted to the side as one of the three rushed me. They caught one of my arms and pinned it behind my back. I had one shot at this, and only one. I took the gun they hadn't yet seen and shot in the direction of my captors head.
The phone slipped from my grip and snapped on the floor.
All at once I was face down on the floor with a knee digging into my back. “Damn.” I hissed and I felt handcuffs being placed on me.
“Well, I always said that his stupidity would be the end of him.” a harsh female voice rang out. I chanced a look up and confirmed that this was the woman from the photographs. Well, as if the fact that I was currently being pinned to my own floor with a gun staring me in the face hadn't been enough of a confirmation.
“Hm. You’re kind of cute. Oh well.” the blonde shrugged her shoulders and motioned with her hands to the man holding me down. I was then dragged into a standing position and marched over to my computer chair and forced to sit.
Another pair of cuffs was used to secure me to the chair. They apparently didn't need to bind my legs; I guess they figured I wouldn't be getting out. Testing the cuffs, I had to agree with them.
The blonde’s eyes were cold and gleamed down at me dangerously. Her gloved hand ran down my cheek making me flinch. She giggled. “Set up the camera.” she called to the man. I swallowed thickly as a tripod was set up and the camera turned on.
“Will you repent your sins, J?” I stared defiantly at her but she seemed bored. I was backhanded across the face, I could feel my lip split and blood dripped down my chin. Her ring had caught and tore at my skin.
“Oops, looks like I drew blood too quickly. You have destroyed justice, will you repent?” to me she sounded like a broken record, but I refused to answer.
“You know, everyone started out this way, but all of them ended up begging. Yet none of them were spared, do you know why?” I stared at the knife that had been handed to her and shook my head. Pain, sharp and twisting, as she lowered the knife across my neck.
“Careful, don't want to kill you yet.” she tutted. The cold metal was slid across my cheek but only at the end did she dig it into my flesh, and when I tried to move my head away the other man held my head.
“Fuck you.” I spat blood at her.
I'm sorry Mello...
“That wasn't nice.” the knife cut into my other cheek.
I should have spent the last few days with you.
“Will you repent?” the man boomed from behind me.
I love you.
“No.” I closed my eyes, begging obviously didn't work for these sick bastards. And if Mello ever had to watch this video, I didn't want him to see me break.
The knife that had been sliding across my shoulder stopped at the sound of a motorcycle screeching to a halt outside. I looked sharply at the window and sure enough headlights had just been turned off.
“Oh, looks like we have some company.” the man walked away from me and hid behind the door. I was about to shout when a gloved hand was placed firmly over my mouth.
Fear swelled in my heart, but not for me.
I could hear the footsteps stop just outside the door. The knob turned and swing gently inward for a moment before a boot clad foot kicked it. The man behind the door was struck instantly and thrown off balance.
Mello was here.
-End chapter 11-
AN:So.... how was this to hold you all off? Hahaha, Next update will be in a few days as it is the last chapter besides the epilogue. :)
Suggested Listening: Sic Transit Gloria...Glory Fades by Brand New
Chapter 11: Captive Audience
~Matt~
Loud vibrations startled me from my frantic skimming of text. Looking at the caller id it was.. Mello.
“Mello, thank god.” I sighed into the receiver. Neither Jasper or myself had heard from him since I kicked him out. “I'm sorry I told you to leave, look can you just come back...?” I asked hesitantly.
It was purely selfish on my part. He really shouldn't be anywhere near me at the moment.
“Matt you have to get out of there, they are coming for you right now!” I sucked in a breath and leapt from the chair. I tossed aside papers and old coffee cups and found my gun. Running into the kitchen I grabbed my keys.
“Go to Jasper's, or call him and meet somewhere-”
crash
The door flew back on its hinges and cracked against the wall.
“Fuck!” I yelled and darted to the side as one of the three rushed me. They caught one of my arms and pinned it behind my back. I had one shot at this, and only one. I took the gun they hadn't yet seen and shot in the direction of my captors head.
The phone slipped from my grip and snapped on the floor.
All at once I was face down on the floor with a knee digging into my back. “Damn.” I hissed and I felt handcuffs being placed on me.
“Well, I always said that his stupidity would be the end of him.” a harsh female voice rang out. I chanced a look up and confirmed that this was the woman from the photographs. Well, as if the fact that I was currently being pinned to my own floor with a gun staring me in the face hadn't been enough of a confirmation.
“Hm. You’re kind of cute. Oh well.” the blonde shrugged her shoulders and motioned with her hands to the man holding me down. I was then dragged into a standing position and marched over to my computer chair and forced to sit.
Another pair of cuffs was used to secure me to the chair. They apparently didn't need to bind my legs; I guess they figured I wouldn't be getting out. Testing the cuffs, I had to agree with them.
The blonde’s eyes were cold and gleamed down at me dangerously. Her gloved hand ran down my cheek making me flinch. She giggled. “Set up the camera.” she called to the man. I swallowed thickly as a tripod was set up and the camera turned on.
“Will you repent your sins, J?” I stared defiantly at her but she seemed bored. I was backhanded across the face, I could feel my lip split and blood dripped down my chin. Her ring had caught and tore at my skin.
“Oops, looks like I drew blood too quickly. You have destroyed justice, will you repent?” to me she sounded like a broken record, but I refused to answer.
“You know, everyone started out this way, but all of them ended up begging. Yet none of them were spared, do you know why?” I stared at the knife that had been handed to her and shook my head. Pain, sharp and twisting, as she lowered the knife across my neck.
“Careful, don't want to kill you yet.” she tutted. The cold metal was slid across my cheek but only at the end did she dig it into my flesh, and when I tried to move my head away the other man held my head.
“Fuck you.” I spat blood at her.
I'm sorry Mello...
“That wasn't nice.” the knife cut into my other cheek.
I should have spent the last few days with you.
“Will you repent?” the man boomed from behind me.
I love you.
“No.” I closed my eyes, begging obviously didn't work for these sick bastards. And if Mello ever had to watch this video, I didn't want him to see me break.
The knife that had been sliding across my shoulder stopped at the sound of a motorcycle screeching to a halt outside. I looked sharply at the window and sure enough headlights had just been turned off.
“Oh, looks like we have some company.” the man walked away from me and hid behind the door. I was about to shout when a gloved hand was placed firmly over my mouth.
Fear swelled in my heart, but not for me.
I could hear the footsteps stop just outside the door. The knob turned and swing gently inward for a moment before a boot clad foot kicked it. The man behind the door was struck instantly and thrown off balance.
Mello was here.
-End chapter 11-
AN:So.... how was this to hold you all off? Hahaha, Next update will be in a few days as it is the last chapter besides the epilogue. :)