Oh Sweet Revenge

Chapter 6: so that's what you've become

Saul Silva was lying on the couch, his legs crossed, looking out the window. To his left was Farah sitting at her desk, deeply lost in paperwork. He gazed at her and smiled. How lucky he was to be able to call that amazing woman his. Said fairy sighed deeply and looked up at the very moment, meeting his eyes. She gave him a soft smile and let out another sigh before getting up from the chair and walking towards the window. Next to the window was a small table where she had put some fresh tea. She took one of the cups and stood at the window, taking sips from time to time while enjoying the view over Alfea's gardens. Saul just kept watching her, a constant smile resting on his face. Farah's office was huge and stuffed with overloaded bookshelves and relics. Everywhere you look was something unique and interesting, wether it was huge, dusted books or vases in every possible color. Saul, however, couldn't take his eyes off the headmistress's figure. She looked like an angel, standing there, her beautiful body outlined by the sunlight shining through the window. After a while, she turned around and put her cup back on the table. She strolled over to Silva with her signature headmistress-smile. As she had reached him, she leaned down to him, putting her hand on his chest. Saul was exited for what was going to happen. Farah leaned down even further, leaning in for a kiss. Just before their lips met, Farah flinched back.

A slap in his face rudely woke Silva from his dreams. Shocked, he opened his eyes and immediately regretted it. In front of him was Andreas. He looked furious, leaning down to first harshly remove the duct tape from his mouth and then opened the one rope that was used to keep Saul sitting there. As soon as that was off, Andreas pushed him towards the exit of the van. Though, he pushed a bit too hard, so that Saul tripped right at the door and fell to the hard ground, writhing in pain. He was tugged back on his feet and dragged inside a building. It was a building full of nooks and crannies, and smaller and bigger rooms on the sides. The two men went - and stumbled - to the very end of the building, where two doors made out of iron, leading into different rooms caught his attention.
Andreas dragged Saul into the right one and pushed him to the stone ground. He immediately kneeled over the headmaster and started beating him up. Saul tried to defend himself but with his hands still tied behind his back, it didn't really work too well. Suddenly, a female voice from the left ripped him out of his trance. "Andreas, please", Farah was kneeling on the ground, holding the bars that connected the two rooms, "Please stop" She was sobbing. "Ts", he shrugged. Andreas was breathing heavily as he took a pause and got up, wiping some sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. "So that's what you've become... Weak", he barked, looking at Saul. He earned an evil stare from the man lying on the ground. "I told you to prepare for this." With these words he kneeled down and untied Silva. "You better get some sleep, tomorrow is going to be a long day." After taking a short look at Farah, who was still clenching the bars, he left the room and locked it.

Farah took a deep breath and leaned her head against the bars, closing her eyes. She heard Saul move but didn't open them. Only when she felt his hands on hers did she dare to look at him. Seeing how bad he looked, she let out a painful cry, "Oh Saul", she said, tears rolling down her cheeks. "I'm so sorry. I couldn't do anything, he surprised me in my quarters,-""Hey, hey, Farah," Saul said, reaching his hands through the bars to cup her face, wiping away her tears with his thumbs, "It's not- Don't be sorry my love. I was the one not protecting you. He had planned this for a long time, you couldn't possibly know it was gonna happen. Do not blame yourself." He looked her straight into the eyes. Farah put her hand on his and slightly nodded. "Let's try to get some sleep," he said quietly, "We'll figure out how to escape tomorrow." She nodded again. They both laid down as close to another as even possible. Saul put his hand through the bars on her arm and slowly massaged it. Farah put her other hand over his and slightly squeezed it. The two of them fell asleep like that, but they both knew that it was going to be a long and restless night.

And it indeed was.
The couple woke up several times, sometimes from their own nightmares and sometimes from the other one's cries. They comforted each other with kissing the others hand, stroking the other's skin, humming the other back to sleep or simply wiping their tears.