Chapter 22

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Warning: language, violence, cult talk, etc.

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•Rory's POV•

I tried to scream, but the duct tape prevented me from doing so, suppressing my cries for help. [I TRIED TO SCREAM BUT MY HEAD WAS UNDERWATERRRR im so sorry im in love with billie eilish😂 moving on]

Jason was creepily standing in the doorway, watching me intently. Tears were flowing down my cheeks like a river, burning my eyes and blurring my vision. I screamed again and jerked my arms to try and escape, but failed; I was too frail, not to mention enervated as well... The duct tape that covered my mouth was pulling the skin off my lips as I yelped in pain, it muffling my every sound. The cultist was just glowering at me the entire time. Suddenly, he stalked over to me and he pulled out his long hunting knife.

"I am going to take this duct tape off your mouth. I want to hear you scream." Jason smiled evilly at me as he towered over my immobile body. "I am gonna love this." He grabbed one end of the tape and ripped it off of my mouth.

I screamed in agony. The duct tape had some blood on it from my lips. All I could feel at the moment was pain as blood rushed down my chin. "You motherfucker—"

Jason cut me off by slapping me across the face. Hard.

"What did I ever fuckin' do to you?! Huh?!" I shouted at him as my face stung. "Tell me!"

"Can't you see that you're perfect for me?!" The cultist yelled. "I love you, Rory!"

I was flabbergasted, "What? And you're doing this to me? How is that damn love? And how do you love me? You don't even fucking know me, you selfish prick! I'm with John, you goddamn dickhead!"

"Maybe one day you'll realize how much you mean to me. I guess I'll just have to keep knocking sense into you, you bitch!" The insane Peggie shouted as he slapped me as hard as he could once more.

My head snapped to the side as his brawny hand collided with my left cheek as it turned even redder; his hand left a huge hand-like mark on my face. I craned my neck to the side as I glared up at the bastard. "Not today, not tomorrow... Hell, maybe not even next fucking week... but one goddamn day, I'm gonna kill you. I'm so gonna fucking kill you, Jason."

•John's POV•

"Dr. Burnes, I need to get the fuck out of here. Right now." I argued, clutching onto the cold, steel rails of the hospital bed. "I need to find Rory."

"John, you are not healed yet. You're not one hundred percent." Levi stated. "It's too dangerous, sir. I can not let you leave just yet. Your symptoms right now are far too severe. I still need to keep check on you for a little bit longer."

"I can't just sit here wondering if my girl is still alive or not. She could need me right now, doc." I expostulated.

Dr. Burnes sighed, "Jacob has this all under control—"

"I'll be fine, Dr. Burnes. Jacob and his Judges and Chosen will be with me." I retorted. "Please."

The surgeon huffed, pondering the situation, "... On one condition, sir: you'll be safe."

"Yes."

JOHN IS READY TO GET HIS GIRL BACK❤️
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