Choosing time

Chapter 10

Same thing gore, you've been warned

He giggled, "Good choice!" He snapped his fingers yet again. My mom began going insane. She ran around the room screeching. Punching the wall before coming back over to me. The door opened again, another man appeared. Two this time both carrying a structure.

The guillotine. The thing at least 7ft tall, it had a sturdy wooden structure with a hole for where the head would be placed. The blade shiny and sharp.

She stared at it attentively, her nightmare coming a reality now. She backed up to the glass. I could tell how fearful she was but I couldn't feel sympathy for her. Not after what she did.

They set it to the floor and put a basket in front of it. The taller one grabbed her hand and pulled her to over to it sticking her head through the hole.

"No kill the girl!" She continued to fight back. She said as she stared back at me. I couldn't keep looking into her eyes, it hurt too much. Though all the pain she had caused in such little time she still was my mom after all.

"Now to spice things up you get to do the countdown." I looked shocked but at least I haven't had to watch one. Hopefully I wont need to watch one.

"1.." the guy pulled at the rope the blade ready to slice. "2.." he loosened his grip "3.." the blade dropped.

You could hear the plunk of the head. I tried holding back my tears. My eyes already weary from crying so much the past days. My dad behind the glass right beside me.

The men moved the body out of the room. Then grabbing my dad and pulling him out of there.

"We'll have a brief intermission before the next one." I sat down in the room I continued looking for ways to escape. Every nook and cranny. Anywhere I could find. Nothing.

The door began to unlock. It opened up to a medium sized, slim man. He was wearing a red suit and a red tie. His smile going from ear to ear.

"Hello dear hows the game going?" The voice matched the one of the announcers. Sticking out his hand for me to shake it.

"How do you think?" I say gritting my teeth together.

"Oh no need to get hasty. I got an offer."

"What is it?" As much as I hate the dude I have to know what it is.

"I was thinking I could let you see one of you friends and have like 4 or 5 ish minutes to talk with them." He smiles tilting his head a bit his hand still held up from where he wanted me to shake it.

"Really?" I jumped at the chance I needed to Asher again at least once more. I could never kill him but I never know what there planning to do.

"Which one?" He ask grabbing a piece of my hair running his fingers through it. I back up a bit not wanting to make him mad but I don't want him to touch me.

"Asher, please." I couldn't help but lighten up.

"Of course!" He pulled a walkie talkie off of his belt. He requested for Asher to be brought to my room. In a few minutes he was shoved into the room. Falling to his knees, he had a black eye.

"What happened." I quickly moved over to him pulling him in closer.

"Don't worry about it im fine how are you" He put his hands my cheeks while looking at me with such love.

I couldn't process what he said. I just grabbed him pulling him into a kiss. He didn't pause, for a second he played with my hair while we kissed passionately. The announcer still in the room staring at us, but we could care less we were together at last.

"Wow what a nice moment would be a shame if someone ruined it!" He grinned standing up I noticed he had a camera hiding in his suit. He pulled out a small dagger and went to strike at Asher.

I quickly rolled over on top of him. The blade stabbing into my lower back. It felt as if hot iron was digging into my skin. I feel onto Asher riving in pain.

"No!" Asher screamed holding me now. He tried lifting me up but the pain was too much, I told him to leave me laying down.

"What a turn of events!" The man laughed he grabbed the end of the blade ripping it out of my back. I screamed out in pain. I started gushing out blood.

He gave me and Asher one more good look licking the blood off his knife and leaving us. Asher moved ever so slightly as to not hurt my back even more.

"This is going to hurt but I have to apply pressure to keep you alive." He took off his jacket tearing it into two pieces "bite down on this side." Handing me a small piece of his sleeve.

He pushed down on the knife wound. The pain hurting worse then anything I have every felt or will probably ever feel. Tears flooded my eyes. I grabbed Ashers hand holding it as tight as I possibly could to ease the pain. He lifted me up slightly stringing the jacket underneath me and tying into a tight knot.

"We have to get Ruth and Levi out before the game starts up if they do it anymore," he lifted me into his cars carefully placing them avoiding the stab wound.

He check to see if there was anyway to get out. "I already checked everywhere theres nothing." I said fighting through the pain.

"No there has to be one there can't not be one." Setting me down he checked the door handle, it was unlocked.