How I Survived

Part 31

Have you ever heard of the saying don't throw what you can't catch?

You probably haven't since I just guessed it's a saying right here. Although that's not the point, the point is that after this I'm going to take myself out and get some food. Food with stolen money that is. But wouldn't that just make the meal all the more delicious?

"I wonder what's so special about you" his horrid breath blew onto my face making it scrunch up in disgust.

"Something about those eyes of yours" he evilly smirked, faster then I could comprehend he whipped out a knife and sliced it down from just on top of my eyebrow to where my eye-bags are supposed to stop.

Screaming out in pain i lurched forward in my chair, I may have a pretty high pain tolerance but this was too much to handle.

Blood furiously dropped down my face and I was unable to open my right eye. I was concerned about how deep the knife went and if it would affect my eyesight. My nails pressed harshly into my palm creating a pool of blood from the force, my skin getting stuck under the nail.

This was unbearable.

I knew it would leave a nasty scar worse then the one I have on my thigh and arm from the previous linked kidnappings.

"All the more prettier" he stood up and spoke once more "we just want to know where the usb is"

He walked away as Silas started to wake up.

"Phoenix" he gasped before a murderous rage settled in his eyes.

Having ignored him whilst focusing on me they failed to notice how he was untied from before and was holding a handgun that he picked up off the floor from when they de-weaponed me, killing everyone in the room except for knife guy.

What did he know about the usb and does everyone now know I have it?

Silas held a gun up to him as he stood with only a knife to defend himself "rather pathetic weapon of choice" he spat

"It is rather unfashionable to bring a knife to a gun fight" I smirked from my position in the chair, trying to distract myself from my damaged eye that would definitely need a-lot professional attention.

"Kill me now and a bomb goes off killing your whole family who just arrived outside this house" he tried to save his pathetic life

"Phoenix what shall I do" Silas turned to me for conformation, was he fibbing or not was the silent question.

"Shoot his kneecaps" I muttered but not for the reasons he thinks

Knife guy sighed in relief as though I spared his life? The fuck he's getting a bit to confident now

Silas did as I said and untied me, carefully taking off the handcuff with keys he picked up, revealing a whole load of bloody indents around my wrists that would definitely fuck up my punching form and gun aim for a few days.

"I wonder what's so special about you" I pouted mocking his earlier words, walking towards him with a knife in hand, the daggers still holding my hair up for if I needed them later.

I crouched down next to him and stabbed the knife into the bullet hole in his left kneecap pulling out the bloody knife straight away.

As he was screaming in pain I felt a buzz go through me now that I can have revenge.

"Yeah there's clearly shit all special about you" I wiped the blood off of one side of the knife on his left cheek leaving a huge smear. Turning the knife over exposing the other bloody side I pressed it flat against his throat as he freezes in fear, his breath catching in his throat.