A Couple Of Wise Guys (editing)

Chapter 18

Part 18

I wake up in the basement. The familiar odoeur, the familiar cold dense air, the same basement I had been locking up in for months. It was pitch black and I realize I am on the floor on the same spot I had been chained up to the wall before.

I can feel my throat tightening. No this can't be happening again. This can't happen again.

I get off the floor screaming in agony from my leg, it slowly pouring blood for the cut had opened. I limp towards the basement door stairs. Hopping up each step screaming. When I finally get to the door I try to twist the door nob but I am in no luck.

It was locked. I fall down crying against the door, Feeling completely hopeless. Tony's dead and I'm all alone. I knew this was going to happen.

Tony's fucking dead. My one chance to have a life with someone and it's gone. His whole life, his everything gone because of me. Everything he has worked for, all the People who loved him and needed him.

And he's dead because of me. I sit there shaking crying so hard. I was all alone and I had lost the one man I ever actually loved. If only I had longer time with him. If only it wasn't just a vivid dream.

I look around the room trying to find something to pry the door open but it's pitch black, the cold cement basement is completely empty. It becomes hard to breath. I try to have hope in the situation praying for the best. That maybe I'm wrong and some how tony is alive. I'm waiting to wake up from this dream, wake up in Tony's bed, his warm body beside me peacefully sleeping.

Something I'll never have again.

I lay on the ground, its wet, cold, and rough like sand paper. There's nothing I can do. So I sit there. Waiting. To be tortured by his brother.....

-flashback-

"Aww kitty don't cry...you know I hate to see you so sad..." he smiles, although I know it's fake, it's the kind that's supposed to scare you. Tears burned my face, my arms aching tired from the chains weighing them down. My stomach felt so tight, from being starved for over a week.

He went up to touch my face and I shuddered closing my eyes. "You should have never talked to all those men at work Valerie....I stay so loyal to you" his voice was growing cold and started to sound like a growl. "I didn't do anything wrong, it wasn't my fault!" I tried to explain. After all it wasn't my fault.

Older men always hit on us waiters at the bar, I thought maybe if I told them about my life, they'd help me, considering how desperate they were for a women, although I'd just use them to get away, they'd never get anything in return. That was my plan anyway. But scorpion decided to drop by my work, and caught me in the act.

Of course to him, and in his jealous eyes it looked terrible, but for me it was just an escape plan. Out of anger from my words he struck me, hitting the bruise already on my face I screamed in pain.

"Don't fucking lie to me kitty, your better than that..." he scowled at me and walked out the room. And the dark sank back, while I sat there shaking cold, my clothes ripped and thin.

-End of flashback-

I shake my head trying to get out of my thoughts, looking around the room, feeling the floor for something. A sharp object pricks my thumb, I feel
it to notice its a nail! I found a long thin nail! I keep searching on the floor and find two more.

Running up the basement stairs, my vision blurry from the darkness, but up really close I can make out objects. I see and touch around the door nob, happy to notice a key hole.

I stick two of the long thin nails in and try to fiddle with it. I remember my grandmother used to lock me in the bathroom whenever I acted wrong, I learned to pick locks with the bobby pins in her cupboard. You need to hear three little clicks before it can be opened.