The Boy Trapped

Chapter 3

Nyxon's POV
The door opened and Kyler ran in. He punched me.

"Shut the hell up!"

He took the tape off. I spit at him. He punched me again.

"Me and Masie went through hell together! She died because of you!" I said as my voice cracked.

"She was an amazing person! You ruined her without even knowing her! I loved her! We were together 24 fucking 7! I hope you die! You broke her heart! She's gone because of you! You're a fuckin prick!"

"Watch your mouth!"

"NO! YOU FUCKING TOOK MY BEST FRIEND AWAY FROM ME! SHE MEANT EVERYTHING TO ME! I WANTED TO MARRY HER! I WANTED TO HAVE A FAMILY WITH HER!"

He grabbed my chin.

"You love her that much?"

"YES!"

"Oh well. Sucks to be you."

He put the tape back on my mouth. He walked away and came back with barbed wire. He started wrapping it around my body. He wrapped it around my neck. He tied a rope around the bottom half of the barbed wire. He started pulling it. I screamed. I felt the barbed wire digging into my skin. My entire body was on fire.

Why is this happening to me?!

I've been here for 7 years.

I lost my best friend.

I haven't seen my friends and family in years.

Does anyone remember me?

Will they recognize me?

Will I recognize them?

I cried myself to sleep that night. Kyler ran into the room the next morning. He took the tape off my mouth.

"You're such an idiot! Your shouting yesterday caused attention!"

"Good! Maybe...I'll be able to go home!"

He slapped me. I noticed he had a bottle of absinthe in his hand. He shoved it into my mouth.

"Start drinking."

I shook my head. He stepped on my stomach and pushed more of the barbed wire into me. He made me drink the entire bottle of that illegal alcohol. The room started to change colors. My mind was all over the place. I was extremely nauseous. My ears started ringing.

Is this what it's like to be drunk?

I don't like this.

I started throwing up. I was drunk for a few days. When I was sober, everything went back to normal. The room wasn't changing colors anymore. My mind was still all over the place. I wasn't nauseous anymore. My ears stopped ringing.

"Hey. Hey dickbag. Wake up."

I opened my eyes. Kyler was standing in front of me.

"What do you want now?"

"I have news for you."

"Oh do you now?"

"They had a candlelight vigil for your Masie. It was had to not laugh while I was there. Pictures of you and her were in a collage. I walked around for about an hour."

"STOP! TAKE HER NAME OUTTA YOUR MOUTH! YOU NEVER KNEW HER! YOU DON'T KNOW HER LIKE I DO! SHE DIED BECAUSE OF YOU!"

"Shut up. She didn't die because of me. She died because of you."

"THAT'S BULLSHIT!" I said through my teeth.