Chapter 30

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Once again, Selenia came to, laying on damp stone. However, more than just her head hurt this time. Everything hurt this time.

She struggled to remember what had happened. Grasping clips of memories until she was able to piece them together.

She, painstakingly slow, turned, laying on her back. She brought her arms out in front of her, inspecting the damn. Blood ran down and dried on her fingers where her nails were torn off. That area was sensitive and would remain fragile for a while.

Down her arms were various cuts and bruises. She didn't even want to try and sit up to look at the rest of herself. She knew the majority of her body would be black and blue.

She might be badass but she was still human. It hurt like a bitch everything did.

She took a moment to herself. Closing her eyes she allowed herself a few tears in agony and pain. Even a little self-pity.

She knew she needed to be strong for her friends. Elio is a ruthless intelligent don, but a softy at heart. She knew he'd be a wreck. It would only be tenfold if he came to find out how much pain she was in.

They needed him clear-headed if they wanted to escape. So Selenia had to suck up her pain and emotional trauma that was rehashed in that room of knives.
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The dungeon-like basement was eerily silent. Dread hung heavy in the air. No one spoke, no one dared to breathe too heavily.

Elio wondered to himself if any of this was even real. Or if he was stuck in some realistic hellish nightmare.

He didn't want to believe his fearless nymph was hurt, or worse, in the cell next to him.

The air tensed and the four friends went ridged at the sound of shuffling from the cell that had been silent for way too long.

A throat was cleared before-

"Sorry about that." Selenia tried to say nonchalantly as if she hadn't just passed out from pain for hours. "Where's the guard?"  she asked.

Everyone was frozen silent, processing still that she was awake and alive.

Of course, she was alive, she's Selenia.

"Uh- hello?" she asked again, clearly irritated. She was using all her energy to talk and they remained silent. Assholes.

Gio was the first to snap out of shock. "He isn't here. No one has been in since they left you" he explained.

"Okay, how long was that?"

"I-I don't know. Over 2 hours ago"

She hummed thinking hard. She needs to tell them what she did, she could sense their hopelessness. She was slightly irritated they thought she was so stupid to get the shit beat out of her for nothing.

Selenia silently wondered if their captors were smart enough to listen in on them. Hidden cameras or mics. She looked closely around her cell for anything glimmering or anything looking out of place. Nothing.

"Олар тыңдай ма?" Selenia asked, in the least known language she could speak, Kazakh.

(Are they listening?)

The response took a moment. But it was worth the wait, hearing the voice she had been thinking about since the torture began. The voice that belonged to the person who understood her most in this world. He may not be like her, sociopathic, but he never judged her.

"Жоқ" Elio said

(no)

"Well come on then, cheer up loves," Selenia said in her best British accent, which was horrid. "I have a plan. You guys didn't think I'd get beaten up just for fun, did you?.... Don't answer that." She said.

The group was stunned silently, in part because she had a plan, but mostly because she was trying to joke. Selenia, joking, in a British accent.

Elio questioned now if he was dreaming. This was unlike her. IF Selenia did joke, it was normally dark humor, and very sarcastic.

Selenia cringed at herself. But they needed morals. She would not be getting out of here without hope driving them. So she would be it. As much as she hated it.

"Uh, okay. I'm gonna ignore that first part. What's the plan?" Luca asked.

"I got a set of keys." You could hear the grin in Selenia's voice. "They were moving me from the hanging meat hook to a chair. They had to hold me close, enough for me to slip them away from the guard. No need to thank me." she said confidently.

"I fucking love you!" Alessia nearly screamed.

"Shut the fuck up. Do you want them to come down here?" Gio gritted out.

Elio was still silent, now thinking of all the ways he could murder these men for hanging his girlfriend off of a fucking meat hook. His teeth ground together, and his knuckles turned white.

"The only bad part is, my arms are too short to reach the lock on my door." She sighed. Cursing her height once more.

"Of fucking course! Oh my god. We are this close to freedom and it's your short ass that's gonna cause us to rot in here!" Luca halved and joked. But it was a true statement.

"Try handing them to me through the bars," Elio said while getting up and walking over to his window.

"Uhm. Yeah just- uh. Give me a moment." Selenia said awkwardly. This whole time she was still laying on the floor staring at the ceiling. Now she had to get up. 'How the fuck am I gonna do that?' she thought to herself.

Elio tried his best to ignore the soft shuffling next to him, the quiet grunts in pain. The heavy breathing. She was hurting. Bad. But he couldn't freak out yet. He couldn't do anything before they got out of there.

After some time she was up and leaning against the door.

"Any of you bring this up when we get out of here? I'm gonna kill you." She threatened still breathing heavily. She didn't want people to hear about how weak she was. She already hated everyone seeing it now.
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After some time, and alot of close calls. Elio was finally able to get the keys from Selenia. Luckily since he was a giant, his arms reached the lock, which he was able to turn with the key and free himself.

Eventually, everyone was out, and trying their best not to stare at Selenia and the shape she was in. Tattered clothes, dried blood, cuts, bruises. She was leaning against the wall with her eyes closed trying to slow her breathing. It hurt to breathe.

"We should move out. The sooner we leave the better." Gio said leading the way. Followed by Luca, Alessia, and finally, Elio who was holding a pouting Selenia. She did not want to be helped let alone carried, but she lost that fight.

I was gonna make this chapter longer but my fingers are freezing! Also if there's spelling errors that's why too.

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