What do I live for?

Chapter 7

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3th Person Pov

It's been two months since the meeting between the drug lords and mafias. Dean couldn't stop thinking about his little Jace. All he wanted was to have Jace for himself. He couldn't even think straight anymore. Shaw felt sad for his best friend. Dean was a whole different person. More cruel but his heart was weak for Jace. The night of the meeting Mike gave his punishment to Jace. The punishment Jace feared the most

Flashback of the night of the meeting

"So you thought you could just disrespect me like that and get away with it,"Mike growled. "Oh Jacey. I thought you knew me by now. And to top it off you did it in front of all those bastards." Mike grabbed Jace by his collar and dragged him to the basement. Jace was shaking uncontrollably. He was terrified. In the basement Mike pushed Jace on top of the iron table and chained him. Jace was laying on his stomach whimpering. "Please Mike I'm so sorry, please...don't...don't do this I beg of you,:Jace begged crying. Mike warmed the steel letters and numbered steel in a kind of chimney. "This is going to hurt a lot,"he laughed in his drunken state. "Looks like that Dean did a number on you. That's why you were so confident." Mike placed the warm steel at the back of Jace's neck where there was still space for a new scar. Jace screamed in pain and agony. His whole body felt like it was on fire. Tears flood like a waterfall down Jace's cheeks. The third burn made Jace numb. He couldn't feel his body anymore. Mike was just concentrating on bringing pain to Jace. He had no remorse towards the lad. "How beautiful that looks on you. 17 September 2021. The date when Jace disobeyed me,"he laughed. Jace just laid there whimpering. Small sounds coming out of his mouth as he sobbed. "Now you will learn to respect me my little Jacey."

End of flashback...

Jace's POV

It took almost a month for my new scar to heal. Two months ago I felt the worst pain of my life. 'Why is Mike such a monster?'I thought to myself. 'I have to get out of here as soon as possible. But I'll have to plan my escape. I hate Dean Langley as much as I hate Mike Duwal. All those people at that meeting are monsters. But Mike is the worst because I've tasted his wrath. Why does he hate me so much. I'm a human being for fucks sake. I was crying in my room. Crying for being worthless, for having someone like Mike in my life, for losing my parents. But mostly for being alive. Mike has been away for almost a week now. But he had this place surrounded with his guards. With my alone time I was training on how to defend myself. I even know how to shoot a gun. Looks like I have a good aim. I'm actually very good at defending myself. Because I always trained when Mike went away. So I've been doing that for the passed 3years. I took a shower, got dressed and went outside. There was two guards sitting at the door. "I would like to go out to the mall. I need a few things,"I told them. They looked at each other and nodded. "We are walking." We walked down the road. The guards was talking to each other while I was just being quiet. The only way to the mall was through an alley. As we walked through it. I had a weird feeling. Suddenly I heard a noise and growl behind me. The two guards was now on the ground. My eyes widened when I saw who it was. "D..Dean?I stuttered. My heart was raising uncontrollable. I made a run for it but didn't make it that far. When I heard two gunshots. I froze in my steps. My trembling got worse. I looked behind me and saw that the once tough guards is now laying in a pool of their own blood. I closed my eyes no longer wanting to look at this horrible scene. Dean approached me with I think his name is Shaw. He stood in front of me with a frown. I was terrified. My face was sweating as I shook. I was speechless. Words couldn't form in my mouth. "Calm down honey,"Dean said calmly. He tried to touch me but I flinced. He threw me over his shoulder like I weigh nothing. I couldn't even move or utter a word. I couldn't think clearly. As we drove into a well guarded mansion I snapped back to reality. I was now trembling. "Where did you bring me, let me go! What the fuck do you want from me?" As the car came to a stop I jumped out and ran to the gates. Shaw beat me to it. He grabbed me around the waist. I took a violent swing at is face. My fist collided with his cheek and he winced. Blood was leaking from his lip. But that didn't make him lose his grip on me. He carried me towards the mansion where Dean was waiting in the open doorway. Why am I so unlucky with men? What is it about me that attracts all these dangerous men? We were now seated in the big living room all quiet.