Venom

18

Time slowly ticked by as Ezra stared at the water dripping from the sink. Her breathing was slow and shallow. Covering her body were bruises and cuts. Ezra had lost count of her days in the cell. Meals being delivered was her only way to know that a day had gone by.

Ezras mind was blank. She felt ill constantly and her body begged for relief. Her mind was so concentrated on the dripping water that she hadn't realized Jagger was standing behind her. Only when he lifted her from the ground did she try to fight. Her weak hits did nothing as he placed her in the chair, chaining her hands and legs.

The other man was already there with the camera in his hand. Ezras head fell to her chest as the man began recording. Jagger spoke, but it sounded echoed in Ezras foggy brain. She felt a hand move to her chest. Jagger squeezed her breast, making her whimper.

The man laughed as he let go. He grabbed a hammer he had set down next to the chair and unlocks some of Ezras wrists. He placed it on the arm rest, holding it down. Ezra panicked when she saw him raise the hammer.

Jagger smirked as he slammed the hammer down on her wrist. Ezra cried out as she felt her bone break under her skin. Hitting the hammer down once more, Jagger broke the bone further. Ezra screamed as she let tears fall.

"Give me what I am asking for. I've given you enough time," Jagger said as he pushed on Ezras wrist, making her cry out. "You have 24 hours then she's dead."

Ezra sat crying as the camera turned off. She tried to stop her tears, but the kept flowing. Jagger uncuffed the rest of her limbs and left her.

For the rest of the night Ezra cried in a corner of the room. She clutched her arm close to her, trying not to hurt it. As the tears flowed Ezra gave into exhaustion.

Screaming and running woke Ezra from her sleep. Her eyes had barely opened when she felt herself being pulled from the ground. Jagger pulled her out of the room where she was pulled up a set of stairs. Ezra looked around frantically as she tried to figure out what was happening.

"We need to get Ezra out of here or else we don't have our upper hand," Jagger yelled to someone.

Pulling Ezra outside, the girl saw that it was dark. Around her she saw a large field. Behind her was a warehouse. Outside were various cars parked. Some dead men laid beside the cars.

Jagger ran towards a car with Ezra stumbling behind him. The man suddenly stopped, making Ezra fall into him. Looking around Jaggers body, Ezra saw Ryder pointing a gun at him.

"Give her to me," Ryder said, looking at Ezras broken form.

"Not until you give me Jules," Jagger growled.

"She's dead Jagger. Your sister's gone," Ryder yelled.

Jagger growled as he threw Ezra behind him. Ryder pulled the trigger on his gun, but nothing happened. He had run out of bullets. Jagger jumped on top of Ryder, making him fall to the ground. Ezra stared at the wrestling men.

"I'll kill you," Ryder screamed.

Jagger laughed as he punched Ryder. He was able to stand and grab his gun from his waistband. Ryder stared at him with wide eyes. Ezra stood frozen as the two men sat a few feet away. Jaggers back was to Ezra and Ryder was staring at the gun.

Not knowing what to do, Ezra searched around her for a weapon. A few feet away she saw a dead man on the ground, his gun near Ezras foot. The girl inched over, trying to not alert Jagger. Adrenaline coursed through her as she picked up the gun.

"You're fucking horrible Ryder." Jagger yelled at the man on the ground. "I'm glad I'll be the last thing you see before you go rot in hell."

A gunshot went off and Jaggers body fell forward. Ryder quickly moved, letting Jaggers body fall next to him. Looking behind where Jagger stood, Ryder saw Ezra standing with a gun still aimed at the air.