21. Tortures

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Y/n's P.O.V:
I sat at the same spot for I don't even know how much time. My eyes barely opened from the exhaustion and pain. I don't have any strength no more, no feelings, no concussioness. I feel lifeless, I just want to die, but two things couldn't give me peace: Jason and my family. I don't know how's Jason and if he's still alive, I feel bad for my family, they're definitely worried about me or maybe they just haven't called me yet.

I heard the door opening and felt anxious again, please, may it be not Derek. I slowly looked up and saw Lucas coming closer to me with some water and food.

"Hey" - he quietly uttered. He and Caleb, Derek's partners, gave me food and water every day. Derek is a really "busy" man, so he comes to "see me" once or twice a day. Lucas and Caleb didn't want me to end up that way, they even untie me for some longer, so my arms wouldn't get numb. Derek threatened them, so they have to do as Derek says, well, mostly they don't do that, they only say they did some things to me, while in reality they treat me as an angel. I guess that's because they don't have anything against Jason and they're kinda afraid of him.

Lucas carefully placed the tray with food and water on the floor next to me and untied me. I massaged my wrists and whined a little. He put a small table in front of me and placed the food on top of it, so it would be more comfortable for me to eat.

"Thank you" - I sent him a small smile and then grimaced because I couldn't even smile or talk, it caused me a lot of pain.

"Oh my God, he completely gone wild!" - he quietly exclaimed.

"Your lips" - he gave me a sympathetic look, I looked at him with confusion.

"They're split" - he whispered.

"Here" - he pulled out his phone and let me take a look at myself through the camera. I gasped as soon as I saw my face. It was bruised, I had huge circles under my eyes and my once beautiful lips were split. I slowly touched my face and winced again, it was an unbearable pain.

"I'm so sorry, hopefully you'll get out of here soon" - he quietly said

"Now eat, please. I'll be here until you finish, so he wouldn't come here, alright?" - he asked, I nodded my head and slowly began eating the food. After I was done, he took the dishes and sent me a small smile.

"Thanks again" - I whispered, he nodded and exited the room. Then I looked around the room and tried to figure out where I was. It was really dark here, only a bulb on the ceiling, huge bags in the corner. I guess I was in the... basement.

After a while I heard loud steps and voices, I got scared again and then the door opened revealing Derek, he looked angry - a bad sign. Then he shut the door behind him and walked closer to me, with an evil smirk. I tried moving  away from him, what was, of course, unsuccessful. He threw a punch on my left cheek. I whimpered and spat out blood on the floor next to me. He harshly grabbed my face and gritted his teeth.

"Where's your little precious boyfriend, huh?" - he grinned evilly and slapped my other cheek, which made my head sharply fly to the side. My heart bled as soon as he mentioned his name.

"Y-you will... regret e-everything" - I managed to stutter. He grabbed my face again, squeezing it harshly.

"You'll regret your words sooner, b**ch" - he said through gritted teeth and was ready to punch me again, but thanks God the door opened revealing Caleb.

"Hey, some anonymous number's calling" - he uttered and held up a phone.

"Get ready, girl" - he smirked and walked away. I guess someone's bipolar. Caleb sent me a sympathetic look and closed the door. I just sighed and tilted my head back with closed eyes.

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