Upside Down

(39) Dispicable Hoe

~~~Hey guys, yes, I know it's REALLY late but I'm getting to a difficult part in the story and though I have the whole story planned out I'm not really sure what all is going to happen so the updates might come later than norm. Is that okay with ya'll? I mean, this is a really short and terrible chapter. It needs major editing and if I keep rushing myself to bring updates like this every Wednesday they are all going to be short and crappy. So please understand that when I upload late it's because you will get more of the chapter and a better chapter rather than getting an early upload but it being a crappy upload, understand or am I making it complicated?

So here's your short crappy chapter ... sorry, again ... 

Chapter 39

Richard : Bad :: Xavier : Horrible :: The Woman : Worst

"So your the little runt over there in the wolf pack, huh?" The woman said smiling at me, tilting her head to the side and assessing me.

"You bitch!" I shouted at her, curling my lip up at her and her fancy looking clothes, as if she was some rich snob who after some palates came in to torture some damned souls right before heading over to Olive Garden for a light lunch. "Let us go-!"

I tried getting up from my kneeling position on the cold concrete floor but I felt I foot slam into my stomach, knocking me back just as someone hit me right in the face, making my nose bleed and blood drip down my face.

"You know," The woman thought out loud casually, "When I heard of this big bad son of the Alpha of the pack I was thinking he'd be a lot more to look at but ... you're pretty skinny. You're not even a man yet, are you? You're tall enough, yes." She 'hmm'ed beofer getting off the counter she had been sitting on and walked over to me, taking my chin into her cold hands. Her long spidery fingers were tipped with long blood yet nails, tapping against my cheek and digging into my law line. "You look like a hick, ugh, you wolves disgust me. What are you wearing? A plaid button up, Wranglers jeans, and a navy blue ... bubble vest? What, are we on back to the future? Quick, Marty, where's the Doc?" She snorted at me, giving me one last jab before turning around. "And I thought all you hillbillies lived in the south."

I spat on her, it landing on the heel of her shoes as she walked away but making her freeze. "We will get out of here," I snarled.

She turned so swiftly and quickly I didn't even realize it until she was not two inches away from my face.

"And how will you do that, Mr. James? You are trapped. No one knows where you and your little friends are. You don't even know where you are. So tell me, Mr. James, how will you escape?" She hissed at me, leaning in closer. "I know you did something, James. You did something to the girl, James, and for every ounce of hope you put into her mind I will cut out from her body the most painful way I can think of and make you watch every pain-filled second. Understand, Mr. James?"

"You're a dispicable hoe."

She straightened up, smirking at me as if that was exactly what she expected of me. "Xavier," She purred, "Bring in the muzzel for this mutt."

"What?" I questioned as Richard pulled the restraints on my hands tighter.

"Here puppy, puppy, puppy." The blonde boy cooed with a sadatic grin coming at me with a leather muzzel looking thing with wires coming out of some holes torn in through the seams. I struggled, trying to free myself from Richard but Xavier pushed me back against him and shoved the muzzel over my face and snapped it on tight until no matter how hard I shook my head I couldn't get it off.

"Get him to stop thrashing so much."

"Fine, fine, hand me the controller ... on your right hand side, yeah there. Here's your welcoming present, alpha mutt," Xavier grinned at me taking what looked like a televison controller from Richard.

He pressed a button and suddenly I felt electricity stabbing my face like a bunch of knives passing through my blood stream and slicing down my skin.

"Feel that, James?" I heard the woman's voice chuckle just as the eletricity stop. Her hand came down on my head, sinking her nails into my scalp and gripping my hair to pull my head up to look at her. I could feel tears coming to my eyes from the pain the electrcity left, still the after effects making my body twitch. "that's what happens to misbehaving boys in my care, understand? And, aw, look at you! You poor boy, already tearing up from a mere child's toy!" She sneered at me and bent lower until her face was less than an inch close to whisper, "I will show you what real pain is."

She let go of my head, letting me fall back to the ground.

"Knock'em out."

I felt something hit the back of my head hard right before everything went black.