The Devil's Sweetheart

45

New York... Morning 3 O'clock...

The world was silent as if a shadow was speaking in a dream. The streets were as dark as death's eye with the sun still below the horizon.

In the silent city, a man was wailing in pain when he was thrown on the floor. Struggling with his life, his soul seemed to have departed from him when he began crawling on the ground as if his bones were loosely connected to his body. He was a definition of grotesque with swollen eyes and drooling blood from his slack jaws, but still not a skeleton. At least for now.

The once heartthrob of the country is now lying on a dirty floor, he doesn't know if it was his blood or someone else, but it was a foul stench and nauseating to inhale.

He was supposed to be in prison. Even before he was taken to the vault, he was abducted by a group of people. Delighted that it was his dad or his mom has come to save him, he smiled in achievement but the moment, he landed in the secret cellar, he was tortured to the point that death would be better than the life he is living now and he wished it would come already. Since yesterday he was tied to a post and his skin and limbs were sliced slowly by two maniac girls and he suffered pain as if it was a death by thousand cuts.

Coming to his senses, he wheezed and looked around to see a young man sharpening his knife on a whetstone, three other men busy whipping a man and they were carrying the task as if it was a daily job and the same two girls who tortured him were making out right in front of him. He still could hear their loud deeper moans. Just what kind of place is this?

"Sara, Clara. It's time to sleep. You still have school tomorrow and I have warned you to carry out your lewd stuff in the private." The young man deciphered.

"It's Abra, Cadabra for you, Nick." Both the girls shouted in unison.

Nick shook his head with indifference. Right from the day they watched the Aladdin movie, both have changed their names to Abra and Cadabra splitting the name Abracadabra.

"Besides our Lisa is visiting now. Until we see him, we are not going to sleep." Both the girls screamed turning to the man lying on the floor when they heard his wheezing sounds. "My precious treasure, you are awake?"

The man looked in terror when he saw the two girls' sinister smile again.

"I heard your name is Trent and hurt someone precious to my Lisa. Here, my name is Abra. I was the one who has cut your nails." A girl named Sara giggled pulling Trent's arm. "Your fingers look faaaaabulous now. Am I great?"

"And I am Cadabra. I was the one who has cut your pinky toe. You look cute with only four toes now. I am greater than Abra right?" Clara clapped yanking Trent's leg earning a loud growl from him.

"P-lease leave me..." He begged terrified by the two girls. "I will give you double the money the person asked you to kidnap_"

His words stifled when the door was pushed open and a man entered with a group of men in tow, his face as cold as the shivers which run through your heart when you look into the eyes of doom.

Trent's eyes enlarged, a gaggle of goosebumps laminated his frigid skin, his brain shut down completely. He never thought the man behind his kidnapping would be Lisa Manoban.

Lisa walked into the room and sat down where a chair was placed for him. Looking at Trent's stance, he turned towards the two girls and smiled in satisfaction.

"Good job, Sara, Clara. As expected both have lived up to my expectations."

"Thank you Lisa." Both grinned when they got praise from Lisa and with that they decided to torture Trent extra.