Tainted Love ~Muke Clemmings~

Chapter 17

~This chapter has mention of [forced] sexual acts. Read at your own risk.~

I was in a different place.

I was in a cell, instead of strung up in metal shackles.

He hasn't come in a while, and I was completely oblivious to how long it had been. It was dark, and there was no signs of daylight. It felt like days though. I couldn't sleep, I was too fearful for myself, and my family.

So I sat in the corner.

For a while.

I had my head leaned up against the cement of the cell. Then I hear footsteps, and I immediately stand up. The light turns on and I squint, covering my eyes before adjusting.

"Luke." I hear Michael's voice as he stands in front of the cell.

I open my eyes, the light burning. His face was emotionless, his voice monotone. "Calum, Ashton, you can come down." He says, and I hear more footsteps.

I see the Lords, blood around their mouths. "I had your family killed." He tells me.

I lean up against the bars, "I will find a way to kill you, Michael." I say to him and meaning it.

"Your father watched as Calum sucked the blood out of your brother. He was screaming. Then I killed your poor dad." Ashton tells me.

"I will find a way to kill you guys, as well." I promise them.

"You both can leave." Michael smiles, and they nod and go up the stairs - their footsteps fading.

"I hate you." I say to him, a couple tears falling from my eyes.

"You're probably going to hate me more when I say I sent a couple of trusted acquaintances to kill your mother and your other brother. They will take a few days, but I will inform you when the deed has been done." He responds.

"Why go to the trouble?" I cry, slowly falling to my knees. I lean my head up against the bars, my breathing quick and light.

My face was tingling, and my eyes were stinging.

"Now, you are scheduled to be sent to The Cages when I am done with you." He informs, walking away from me. I can't see where he went, but he came back with a large box.

I just look down, examining my dirty jeans.

"Look up." He orders.

I reluctantly do so.

"Why send me to The Cages after all the effort you put in trying to please me?" I ask him.

"Because!" He yells.

But it doesn't silence me.

"You get me this room, you bring me out places, you have dinner made for me.." I start listing.

"Stop." He demands.

"I personally thought that you liked me, you even offered for me to leave." I keep going.

"Stop." He repeats.

"Then I want to leave, shocker right? And then here I am, family dead, and locked up in a cell." I snap, angered by my own words.

"I say stop!" He screams, and I see a medium-sized rock being thrown through the bars, but it misses me.

"What are you going to do Michael? Torture me? I see how well that worked out last time, don't you?" I sarcastically ask.

He comes over and unlocks the cell and angrily opens it. "Keep talking, it only fuels my anger." He tells me, his eyes still light-green.

"Wanna know what I think?" I interrogate.