Killing Hearts by P. Brier

Author:P. Brier [Brier, P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-05T16:00:00+00:00

17: How it Feels to Die?

“What is called a reason for living is also an excellent reason for dying.”

― Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays

Now…

Jesse Montgomery

I HAVE BEEN tied to this pole for hours. I know he isn’t here because I heard the door slam few hours ago. My head is throbbing and body is aching from the deserved cruelty, I need to pee, and my stomach is growling from lack of nutrition.

I truly loved him, still probably do. He was my best friend, my knight in shining armour. We were finally free, then mother fucked it up. She wasn’t who I thought she was, hell, nobody was who I thought they were. Not even Danny.

The sound of laughter and stuff breaking startles me, and I stand the best I can being tied to a pole. The basement door opens, and light gleams down into the dark basement. Two sets of feet descend the stairs, and the hairs on my arm stand up. Who could be with him? What are they going to do to me? Is he going to share me? No.

Blonde hair comes into the light and I see who is accompanying Bane on his next assault. Her. The bitch that was at Bane’s house all those years ago. She looks me up and down, and smirks at my appearance. I’m still naked and exposed, but I’m not self-conscious, not anymore. Bane stands behind her noticeably intoxicated, but holding himself up normally. He seems to be somewhere else, someone else completely. I have gotten used to the darker side of Bane, his abusive, angry, vengeful self. But this is completely different. I study his face, he isn’t drunk, he looks drugged? His pupils are dilated and pale in comparison.

“Hello, little lamb” Cierra hisses as she worships my condition.

“W-what is going on” I look to Bane, in hopes he reveals something. But he remains stoic and unmoving.

She pulls her arm back and slaps me across the face, Bane laughs at her violent attach and comes and joins her.

He pulls a hair from my face and rolls it between his fingers.

“Time to scream, princess” he smarts.

He drops my hair and wraps a hand around my throat. Cierra smirks. Bitch. I kick my legs, trying to get lose.

Bane grabs me by the waist and stares into my eyes, not being able to discern what he is communicating.

“Bane” I whisper. He smiles and steps away.

Cierra pulls a knife out from her back pocket and walks towards me, she brings it to my stomach and slices shallow cuts across my belly. I scream in agony; the next one is much deeper. She is drawing something on my stomach and each cut hurt worse than the last. I feel the blood drain down my legs, as she continues to explore my flesh with the sharp metal. All the while, Bane is circling the scene, seeming to try and get the best angle. Cierra stops her slashing and Bane unties my binds, he drops me to the ground.

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