Events

Chapter 12 Pain

Ollo! so hopefully this chapter makes up for the legnth of the last one.. Im going to update more frequently now, I am determined to finsh this book before my birthday. here you go guys enjoy!

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A loud cracking noise signaled another blow had lashed at the now bloodied skin of my back. After so many hits, my whole body went numb protecting me from the pain I knew the whip held firmly in Deans hands was causing. My back was dripping hot blood staining it a bright red. Dean had started off lightly, but what felt to me as a sting from a thousand bees. It wasn't till 20 had been delivered that our kidnapper informed us that them blows were not hard enough, and the timer was still ticking with only 10 minutes left. If i thought that pain was bad before, It was without a doubt the worst pain I had ever felt. Cuts fast and harsh, slicing through the shirt on my back and cutting through my skin like a knife to warm butter. All the while Deans tortured screams of anguish echoing in my ears along with uncountable apology's.

"Isla? There's only one more to go..." Deans voice was but a whisper. I hadn't turned around to look at him through the horrible act of him whipping me. I knew his face would be distraught. That would kill me for sure if this whip did'nt first.

"I can't feel it anymore. the blows... I hear the crack of the whip then nothing. Just.. lets get this over with." I tried had to keep the fear an concern or the state of my injury's. I wassn't dumb enough to realise that me no longer feeling the pain was not a good sign for my health. Another loud crack echoed for the last time around us. Immediately the door opened our kidnapper revealing the keys chucking them recklessly at me, along with a shoe box. "I'd get him out of those chains fast girl. The clock ain't got much left on it. Clean yourself up when your done. Oh and try not to get any more blood on my floor." With a short laugh he left once again slamming the door behind him, the faint sound of the click of the lock confirming to me there was no chance of escape.

Quickly I stood onto my feet, the world spun around me as I realised how much blood was on the floor surrounding me. Oh god could someone live still with that much blood gone from their bodies. Shaking my head to clear the fuzzy cloud surrounding my brain I frantically shuffled over to where the keys laid on the grubby black floor before heading towards dean and the chains holding him hostage. He was kneeling on the ground shirtless his eyes focused on a point in the ground. Both his arms were by his sides, red chafing marks and dried blood as an act of the chains constantly grinding into the tanned skin of his wrists. Kneeling on the floor next to him I quickly placed the key in the lock and with a short twisting motion the clamp of the chain hooked onto his wrists loosened and dropped to the floor. Repeating the same with the other side, he was finally free.

"Dean...you can move now." His eyes still hadd'nt moved from the same spot on the floor, his blonde hair draping a curtain around his face, preventing me from being able to see him. He stayed dead still not even a twitch of a hand. Was he hurt? Oh god was I too late freeing hm from the chains. Staring to panic I shook his shoulders. "Dean?! Oh god.. I was too late I was..." Dean abruptly cut me off."I'm fine, I didn't get shocked. I'm fine." Teared brimmed on my eyes for the millionth time as the thought of him dying because of me echoed thought my brain.

"I can't begin to tell you how sorry I am...That would have to be the biggest act of selfishness I will ever commit in my life. Hurting you for the sake of hurting myself."

"You did what you had to do dean. I could never be mad at you for that. I asked you too. I couldn't go through the rest of this with out you by my side." Slowly I reached out to lift deans face to face mine. His eyes were red, he had been crying. "I love you, and I promised i'd make you my husband one day, and that's exactly what I plan to do."

"I love you too." I lent in to kiss him, then gasped and crumpled to the ground as the agonising pain on my back suddenly returned. Gasping for air , a pair of Strong muscular arms lifted me from the ground placing me on their lap. Looking at deans face devoted with a look of complete and utter compassion he slowly and gently cradled my face in his hands before guiding my lips to his. The pain disappeared for a moment,the only thing I could feel was the warmth of my loves lips.The pain returning immediately once we had pulled away.

"Let me take care of you now Isla." I watched as he reached for the small shoe box and lifted off the lid. It was full of bandages and antiseptic. He gave me a small reassuring smile before kissing me once and beginning to work on the painful gashes on my back. Careful and loving touches and caresses doing their best to nature the injury's on my back back to health. "Relax babe, while I do this. Tell me about what you want our wedding to be like." A small smile played on my lips. "Well I always like the idea of a really traditional wedding.." I told dean every detail I imagined through my childhood. A small piece of happiness in a situation which seem completely hopeless.