Those Ocean Eyes and That Charming Smile

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"If you just tell us, we will let you go back to eat your Piroshkis with your daddy." Alik mocks the last word in a baby voice with his hands clasped behind his back

"I told you." I pant and lift my blood covered face as red strings mixed with saliva drip off of my bottom lip as I speak. "I don't fucking know."

"Sure you don't." He scrunches his nose in an unbelievable nod and bends down closer to me where I sit strapped to a chair. "But, for your sake, I'll ask again in case you want to be smart about it this time... How can James Barnes not be activated anymore?" He asks the same question he has been for the past what feels like hour

"Why don't you go ask him?" I sarcastically tilt my head to the side. "Because I have no fucking idea!" I yell and squirm in my chair that makes the metal legs clank against the tile floor in a bounce

"Because I have the answer in front of me." He shrugs and narrows his dark eyes. "But, the stupid cunt won't give up on her boyfriend." He once again mocks

"He's not my boyfriend." I lie in order to keep him safe- I have to keep him safe

Even if it means more punches to my gut.

"Husband?" He guesses with a probing frown

I wish.

"No." I breathe and he sighs before pushing on his knees to straighten his spine back out

"Oh, so we're in between, then?" He stands up and looks around him at his other guards including Milo who stands in the back corner with his hands folded in front of him neatly... professionally. "The fucked up, failed son of a whore, soldier popped the question? To the other fucked up, failed, dirty, and disgusting slut?" He chuckles through his words then grimaces suddenly and it gives me enough time to brace and grunt through the back handed slap he delivered to my face

"Mmph!" I huff when two of the legs of the metal chair lift up, almost pushing me to the ground when my head is spun to the right side but I catch myself on my sprained ankle that has been injured from constantly catching myself at the weird, bound angle that I'm at

My dirt and blood crusted toes crush themselves against the matching concrete floor so I slam back into the ground and tip my head back to blink my eyes at the spinning lights where my lying tongue juts out and soaks my cracked and split lips in blood that I have gotten used to, the metallic taste that now calms my starving stomach instead of upsetting it.

"You just don't get it." Alik still laughs as he steps back up to me and forcefully grabs my face while pushing his fingertips into my cheeks to unhinge my jaw so I feel the pain of his slap lingering through my face he amplifies when his dirty nails press down into my already bruised skin that sticks to my bones like glue. "If you just tell me, I will let you go... no more pain... no more hurt..." He is laughing a happy grin that shows his veneers and gold capped tooth I still want to rip out and will one day when I promise it to him through smushed cheeks

"I'll fucking kill you." I spit. "I promise, you will die with the blood on my hands." I threaten

"Yet, I still stand here... breathing." He taunts and his breath smells like stale cigarettes

"I'm still picking a fantasy of your death to make a reality." I shrug nonchalantly

"Or maybe, you are just too weak." He laughs

"Say that again when you feel your brain melt behind your eyes when I am done with you." I sneer

"That's so cute of you." He chuckles as one hand holds my jaw and his other is reaching behind him but my vision is limited due to his hand gripping my head so I am left with my bloodshot, light brown eyes darting everywhere to find an answer or a way to escape this room so I can go back to mine