The morning will come.
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
Until you decide to wake up
What was going on with my life, or what I had left of it? Don't get me wrong I didn't give up hope but sometimes you have to consider all possibilities and I was at that point. I had a lot of time to think, this never bode well for me, ever. I just thought of every moment with my friends, the parties, the times I wanted to kill them, kill Max most of my memories focused around the team and Max. He had stood by me when I had my bad games and celebrated with me through the good ones. I felt like giving up, I just wanted to die, I didn't want anyone getting hurt trying to save me. Death would be a mercy at this point, so that wouldn't happen; Sasha would show me no mercy. She barely fed me, she kept me in a room that was freezing I was always chained. During the day I was chained standing up, at least at night I was allowed to lay down. I couldn't get rid of the pain in my shoulders. I had no idea what time it was although I was guessing evening I had been chained for awhile. I heard talking down the hallway and then I heard the lock open up, it was the most dreaded sound…ever.
She walked into the room with another female about my age. This girl was beautiful I had no idea what she was doing with Sasha. "This is what happens when the man you plan to milk of all their money unexpectedly decides to break up with you. Although I don't think it was all his decision, I believe a lot of it was because of his Best Friend Max. Wonder if he'll come searching for you?" She grabbed my chin and forced me to look at her. "If he does that just means more money for me, and another dead player."
I couldn't take her anymore. "You're a psychotic bitch."
"Darling, words can only hurt so much." She grabbed skin on the side of my abs and dug her nails in and twisted, I held my tongue I didn't want to give her the pleasure of my scream. "I can hurt you so much worse. You must meet my new friend her name is Belle." I didn't know how to respond, how this beauty could be with an evil creature like Sasha I would never know.
"Bonsoir Marc." She looked like she had more to say but I held my tongue not knowing anything anymore.
"Marc my name is Jennifer I am with Sûreté du Québec I don't have time to explain right now but I am trying to help you. I'm not quite sure on how to get you out of here yet things are happening so fast that I have yet to make a plan. I promise you though I will figure something out. I will try and protect you as much as I can, which sadly means befriending the enemy. She's coming back, I'm sorry" I just stared at her I didn't know what to say. I nodded maybe things would work out, maybe I would get out, I grinned for a quick second then decided it would be better for her protection and mine if I didn't smile. Sasha walked back into the room.
"Ah Belle, I think you need to show him why you are here." Sasha had a whip in her hand, I prepared myself for the worst. "He needs to be punished for the comment he made to me earlier." Belle was looking at me for forgivness, this is what she meant by sorry. She had yet to take the whip from Sasha and Sasha not being patient put the whip in her hand and forced her to swing it. I swore that I would never give her the pleasure of letting her know that I was in pain, I was quiet. "See it's as easy as that, about 9 more will do the trick I'll leave it up to you how hard you do it."
Belle started to whip me. I counted down in my head…9…8…I thought about being home, playing some hockey with the guys…7…6…I let myself hang limp trying to ignore what was happening…5…4…I thought about my family and all the times we've been together…3…2…1…I wanted to die my sides were burning but at least Belle wasn't as bad as Sasha. I knew what Belle had done was an act of mercy. Sasha walked over, my head was hanging down but I could hear every click of her heels. She grabbed my chin and roughly lifted it so I could see her face. "Maybe you'll learn before you're dead although I doubt it. Still such a shame, I bet you Max blames himself for this." I knew it was true, I wanted to cry, I wanted to see Max to tell him that this wasn't his fault. "Belle," Sasha called, when Sasha had lifted my head I could see that Belle was still looking at me with tears in her eyes. I understood, she had to be blaming herself as well, I wanted her to smile. I wanted no one to suffer except for Sasha. It made me hurt even worse when I saw the tears in Belle's eyes. "Come with me I have something to show you." Belle followed Sasha out of the room and left the door open, for once I wanted her to shut it. I wanted to break down. Sasha had been gone for maybe 10 minutes then I heard her heels walking back down the hallway.
She didn't lift my head she just said this to me "just think about this, if she is in cahoots with you she will die as well." I couldn't she was here to help me, I really hoped that we could both get out of here without getting hurt. Sasha slammed the door, and I bawled.
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