Scarlett P.O.V.



He asks his bodyguards to take me inside the house and put me in the dungeon. I started to full on panic my whole body started shaking. No matter how hard I try my body betrays me by showing them fear. The bodyguard that was standing beside the psycho (that is what I decided to call him) was the one who came to grab me and forcefully drag me inside the house.

He looks like a professional wrestler with his bulging muscle, tattoos on his arms and his stern don’t mess with me face. I suppose all the bodyguards are as fit as him. At first I resisted but stop when he dug his fingers into my arms until flinched. After that I try not to make the guy mad and follow him inside the house.

Once I enter the house the bodyguard quickly drags me down the hall past a kitchen and to the last door in the hallway. But not before I had I good look around the house and I must say Bethany describes the place perfectly that will help in our escape assuming we can distract the guards.

He is smart to get bodyguards this time but it is very bad news for me and Bethany as it will be nearly impossible to escape without being seen.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when the guard pushes me inside a room with dim lights so it took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust. I heard the door slam close a click sound indicating that the guard just locked the door.

I check out the room and it is also just like Bethany describes it with nothing inside but a chair, a table. I heard someone call me by my nickname. I double check the room again and nearly choke out a sob.

There in the corner of the room hidden in the dark was Bethany she looks like she had gotten beaten by gangsters. I didn’t see her at first because she is huddle in the corner of the room where there was no light like she was hiding.

I quickly rush to her side. “It really is you” she whispered her voice so soft I had to strain my ears strain my ears to hear her. “Yes! It’s me. My god what did they do to you Beth” my voice cracking in attempt to keep my tears at bay.

She just smile and said “I’m okay”. I know she is trying not to make me worry so much but it only made me more worried about what they did to her. I don’t how she can act so calm after what she must have been through. I did know that Beth was this brave I guess after what she has been through she learn to coup with it.

I took her face in my hands to check how bad her injuries are. A few tears escape my eyes when I assess her face. One of her eyes is swollen shut, her lips are cut open really bad looks like she will need stitches, both her cheeks are also swollen and is a mixture of purple and blue in color, and her nose looks crooked which means there is a fracture in her nose.

I begged her to tell me what happen from the time she was kidnapped till how she got beaten up. She did not want to tell me at first but I persisted and she gave up and told me how it all happens.

Bethany P.O.V.

I did not want to tell Scar about what they put me through but she was stubborn and would not stop asking me until I told her. I did not have the strength to argue with her so I gave up told her what happen from the time I was kidnapped till now.



Flash Back

I was just finish with my work and about to drive home it was around 5:30 when I remember that I forgot something in the office so I got out of the car and quickly made my way to my desk grab the files that I had forgotten and promptly went to my car.

I merely put my staff in backseat of my car was about to go to the driver seat when I felt that someone was behind me. Before I could turn around and scream a hand with some sort of cloth covered my mouth and nose.

I panicked and trash around trying to get away from him but I started to feel light headed and my last thought before everything went black was that the person behind me put chloroform on the cloth.

When I regain conscious I open my eyes only to groan and close it again because it was too bright. This time I open my eyes slowly blinking a lot until I got used to lighting. I looked around the room but there was nothing except the chair which I am tied to other than that the room was bare.

I turn my head in the direction of the door when I heard the clinking of the lock being open and the door slowly open revealing the one person I dreaded to see since I found out he is sadists. It was Marcus. He enters the room and when he saw that I was awake he smile in a sinister way that sent shivers down my spine.

“I see that you are awake. Good” with an approval look on his face. “I would congratulate you on your escape before but you only made things worse by escaping me. Now your best friend Scarlett will also suffer with you” and he laugh when he saw my horrified expression. “Yes. Your friend will be here to join you shortly. But first I have to check something” he paused and seemed to be talking to someone on his device.

Then I heard the door opening again but this time it looks like a bodyguard in all black attire. He looks like a freaking pro wrestler with his bulging muscles, tattoos that covers his entire arm and that rugged look that says to stay away. I started hyperventilate at this point because Marcus must have called this guy for something and I am pretty sure it is not to get to know each other.

“This here is my most trusted bodyguard. He is also good at getting people to talk truthfully. So if I were you I would not try to lie and just answer the question truthfully” he explained with a smug voice and I could see his arrogant smirk. How I wish to wipe that smirk of his face but I cannot because he is well guarded this time.

My thoughts stop when I process his words about how the bodyguard would beat me up until I tell the truth. I don’t know if he is serious about beating up a defenseless woman but knowing his character I would not put it past him. I knew I could not lie or not they will beat me until I am nearly dead.

For the next few hours they torture me to answer their entire question about Scar. I tried to tell them as little information as I can but its like the guy knows I am not telling the entire truth so he smack me with what felt like a belt. I am not going into details because it was too horrible to remember.

After they were finish interrogating me they untie me from the chair I was tied to but left me on the floor without any medication for my injuries and left the room locking the door on their way out.

So I gather all my remaining strength to put myself in sitting position and drag myself all the way to the corner of the room where is was the darkest and tried to tend to the wound that was not so serious. I try to ignore the injuries I can not heal because I nearly passed out when I saw how bad they were.

A few minutes later I finish treating my injuries as much as I can and decided to fall a sleep for a while because I was exhausted. So with that thought I fell into a restless sleep.

End of Flash Back

“The next time I woke up you were already here. I thought I was dreaming but I was not. I am so sorry for getting you into this mess. I could not take their beating and-” she interrupted me “wow slow down there. I do not blame you for this predicament we are in. I am sorry for not being there for you when they kidnapped you”.

I was about to argue with her but she stopped me. “We do not have time to argue about who should say sorry instead we should figure out a way out of here” she said while she had that look on her face that says she is thinking very hard about something.

I shook my head. “I tried to think of ways already and none of them will work. He has this place heavily guarded with guards that look like they can be wrestlers” I said with a dejected voice lost all hope already.

“The only way out of here is if someone manages to track us down and planned an ambush. But that will never happen as no one knows where we are” I continued feeling helpless about this situation that me and Scar are going through.

“I would not be so sure about that” Scar said in a mysterious voice. She looked like she was hiding something. I was just about to ask her what she meant by her words when there was a click sound in the quiet room which indicates that the lock on the door was open. Slowly the door open with a creaking sound revealing the person that is responsible for all this fear and torture.

Marcus was just entering the room like nothing was wrong with that sick and arrogant smirk on his face when he saw me and Scar huddled in the corner of the room like rats. The bodyguard did not follow him inside but stayed just outside the door incase something were to happen. I so wanted to rearrange his face until he is to a shame to show his face in public but I do not have the strength to do it and it will also endanger me and Scar more. So I bid my time.

“Darling you are awake” he said in an overly happy tone like he did not just beat me half to death hours ago. I shivered and wanted to puke when he called me darling. I do not know how his brain works one minute he is threatening me the next he acting all sweet. Maybe he is bipolar. I almost chuckle at that thought.

“What is it that you found so funny dear?” his words brought me out of my thoughts and realize that I was smiling a little. “Nothing at all. I was just thinking about something funny” I answered smoothly so he would not detect I only told him half of the truth. You need to talk confidently if you are dealing with people like him.

Scar who was quiet during the whole exchange between me and Marcus decided to speak up and interrupt Marcus. I was about to warn her but was too late. The one thing Marcus hates the most is if someone disrupts him when he is talking or when he is about to talk.

“What do you want from us?” Scar demanded at him. Marcus’s eyes flash with anger but then cool. I started to worry a calm Marcus would be even worse than an angry Marcus because he will have something plan to pay you back.

Again I was about to warn her not to make him mad but he interrupt. “You would be wise to show respect to me girl or else-” he let the sentence hang in the air for a few seconds for the effect and continued with a very scary threatening voice “well you can ask your friend here what happens to those who disrespect me and it is not pleasant”.

Of course it is not pleasant that is so obvious but my thoughts took a darker direction when I remember the torture and shudder trying to block it out of my mind. Hopefully I do not have to go through that again but something in my gut tells me that the torture is not over yet.

He saw me shudder and nodded with a fake sympathetic look on his face. “Yes Bethany knows. She disrespected me at the beginning but now she has learn her lesson haven’t you?” he ask me. I wanted to spit on his face and throw profanities at his face but I was to scared of the consequences so I just nodded and force myself to say “yes sir”. He had it beat into me to answer and call him sir nothing else. I always feel like bile was coming out of my throat that makes it hard to talk when I have to call him that. Like he deserves all that respect.

Enough of that back to the present. Scar was looking at Marcus with a murderous look on her face but manage to control her anger and not doing anything rash that would lead to more trouble.

“Anyways it is time for me to introduce to you both my favourite room in the house” he said cheerily while clapping his hands. I started to panic because his definition of favourite would definitely be me and Scar worse bedroom. He asks the guard to come in and take Scar and I to his favourite room. I look at Scar worried about her because she is not use to this but she looks a little to calm for my taste.

Maybe everything that is happening right now has not sunk in yet for her. Yes that must be why she is so calm right now but my instinct tells me she has something up her sleeves. Like just before Marcus came to the room she hinted that all hope is not lost and she looked very determined that we will be saved. The problem is I do not see how she had anything planned so fast but I decided it is better to trust her.

I shook myself from my thoughts and pay attention to were he was taking us. We walk down the hall that I came from until we reach the front door of the house then turn left to another hallway. We past a couple of doors to our left and right until we reach the last door and stop. While Marcus rummages around his pockets for the keys I look closer at the door and it looks like a basement door as it was shorter than the other doors and smaller in size.

I started to get an idea about Marcus favourite room and I am deathly scared with what my mine conjured up that I wish it is not going to be as bad as I think is. He finally found the key and unlocks the door and went first then the guard pushes Scar and I forward. I stumbled a couple of steps then balance myself. Once I was sure I was steady I walk on. I was right it was a basement with stairs leading down to it. Like all the horror movies that I watch. I never imagine I would have to go through this horror myself and I am scared shitless.

We reach the bottom of the stairs after a minute of walking down the stairs. He asks his guards to keep Scar and I in front of the room or I think it is. I can not see anything down here because all the lights are closed. Once he was satisfied with our positions he switches on the lights.

The bright lights of the basement momentarily blinded me because I was used to the dark and suddenly the lights came on. I had to blink a couple of times to adjust to the lighting. I heard Scar’s horrified gasp and when my eyes are adjusted I went to look what got her so scared and what I saw almost made me pee my pants.

“Welcome to my favourite room. You should be honored not many people get to be here” he told Scar and I and I just look at him as if he has lost his mind. “You will be spending the rest of your stay in this room” he continued and I almost wanted to interrupt him but I did not want to anger him anymore than he is right now so I kept quite.

The room is even worst than I imagine. I was pulled out of my thoughts when he continued talking about all the room had to offer. I was too scared to find out so I tuned it out but what he said last caught my attention.

He proudly announce “I like to call this room the torture room”

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