The Numbness Within

Get in line

Amy's POV

“When there's a will, there's a way."  Whoever said it was high on some kind of cocaine while saying that. I'm sure of that. Because I'm waiting for my ‘date' for the last fifteen minutes in front of the bar but he's nowhere to be seen. He left me among these people some of who are eyeing me for too long to be decent. I can't even leave as I have to play the ‘Slut' role for my ‘date' to believe that I really will sleep with him for money. I'd rather sleep with a monkey.

“If that fatass doesn't come back in the next 5 minutes I'm going to hunt him down and put his head in toilet and flush it." I was losing my mind waiting for Roman, my supposed date.
“You wouldn't dare, Jackson! And anyway he is not that fat. And also, if you flush his head you're gonna jeopardize the mission." Neil said from the earpiece lodged in my ear. Neil is my partner in most of my ‘crimes'. He isn't that good but he's tolerable.
“Not that fat! You should get your eyes looked at. I'm serious if he doesn't come out of wherever he went to I'll find him and do exactly what I said.
Oh, he's coming. Good for him. Goodbye, Neil." As I saw him strolling toward me like he haven't kept me waiting for the last twenty minutes. Even though my blood was boiling, I said with a seductive smile on my face “I missed you. Where were you, handsome?" I say seductively.

That jerk has the audacity to shrug. I wanted to smash that douchebag's head in the counter.

Still I put the smile on my face saying “Wanna take this night somewhere else?" Say yes douchebag so I can take you somewhere alone and torture you to my heart's content.

“Okay. Let's go." He replies.

Well that got you talking. Didn't it? I thought as I wrapped my hand around his forearm. I thought about how I'm going to torture him. Just as we round the corner to an alley he pushed me against a wall and started kissing me. I felt like I was back in that basement trapped, abused, starving. I felt like the walls were caving in.
No, Amy. Get a grip. It's just a memory. Memories can't hurt you. It all happened and ended 6 years ago. You're not the same girl anymore. You're stronger. I repeated the words in my mind and I started to feel  my mind calming.
“Oh, one minute fatass. Let me knock you out first." I said as I threw a punch at his solar plexus. The shock in his face as he crouched down in pain made my day, mostly. I didn't let him get over his shock as I punched his nose and kicked his leg under him. He fell on his ass, his nose bleeding. I grabbed his hair and injected the injection hidden in my purse. He just made a small sound before falling unconscious. I shot a glance across the alley before taking his arm over my head dragging him as if he was so drunk he couldn't walk on his own.

“Target acquired." I said in the earpiece as I waited for my car to pick us up. That went without any problem I thought before the car pulled up to pick us up.

“Let's go." I said as I pushed him into the car and shut the door after getting in.

“How long will the medicine take to wear off? This douchebag is out for at least 2 hours" I say irritated.

“It'll wear off in a few minutes, I think." Neil answers me.

We were talking about my bound ‘date' in an abandoned garage which is currently our temporary headquarter. After a few minutes he finally wakes up. Guess what he says waking up.

“Where am I? Where did you take me, you whore? Just let me out of these ropes you'll regret the day you were born. You don't know the connections I have. Just one phone call your entire existence will be snuffed out. Let me out, bitch"

“They all say the same thing." I say to my assistant. “Do you have something original to say? If not, shut up." This time I direct the words to the person bound in front of me.

“I'm going to kill you, you worthless whore." He says while trying to get out of the bounds.

“Get in line" I say with a poker face but inside I was howling with laughter.

“Must be a long line then." Neil mutters lowering his voice thinking I won't be able to hear that.

“No, it's pretty short. I killed most of them." I reply. The expression on Neil's face is the highlight of my day.

“And the answer to your question is yeah I know you who you are, Ramirez. I know you take your coffee at Vic's Coffee everyday. Then go to the basement in the hollow street where you handle your boss's dirty jobs. Then you go to ‘Sinner's Den' for the night enjoying drinks and women. Someone just paid me big bucks to wipe your existence of the earth.
Now I would've done exactly that but why miss all the fun in torturing a scum like you." I say with a sweet smile on my face.

“But I won't do that because I don't need the money. What I need is the information you have which you would give me like a good boy."

“Fuck off, bitch. I won't say anything."

“Oh! You will. They always do." I say.

“I know how to make you answer my questions. See, I had firsthand experience with some people. They tortured me for a few days. They used to do this trick with me for fun. They used to cut me. Not big enough to be dangerous for my life. But, man it was painful! Then they would rub salt and pepper on it and then put antiseptic on it after washing the wound. But only after I screamed enough. I find it is a convincing way to make people confess. Even the most silent ones becomes a chatty Cathy." After I finished my story the color on his face has visibly drained away which I find amazing. “But I won't do it to you if you just give me the info I want. Promise!"

“So. First question- Whe......" I couldn't finish the sentence as an explosion took out the garage shutter.