The Claim

Fade In/Fade Out

Trigger Warning: Torture

Crack!! "Shit!!!"

"There goes another rib.", Eloise thought, as she heard the sickening sound of her rib breaking. She could barely breathe, but still, a scream escaped her lips as the pain spread.

After Eloise had gotten in the car, a hood was placed over her head to make sure she couldn't see where she was going. She would be lying if she said she wasn't scared, she was terrified, but she would never let it show. If she did, she was sure it would only be worse.

She felt the car come to a stop and was told to get out. Someone grabbed her arm and pulled her in different directions. She could tell she was somewhere near the lake and by the woods, the smell of the water and the sound of different birds attacking her senses. If she could escape, she needed to find her way through the woods to the nearest road. That was her plan. To try to escape and find help. She knew she would probably only have one chance at it, so she made sure to take notice of every sound and smell that could help her achieve her goal.

Eloise could tell they were entering a room, the smell now being more musty and she could no longer hear the birds as clearly as before, after walking through what she could only imagine was a cabin or a house. Being pushed down on a chair, she felt the cold of metal cuffs on her wrists and ankles, and she kicked herself for not thinking of that before. "Of course they would cuff me. Why wouldn't they?", she thought.

A door screeched open and footsteps approached her from behind, before the hood was pulled from her head. It took a minute for her eyesight to adjust, but when it did, Elijah was standing in front of her, wearing a shit eating grin on his face. How she wished she could slap it right out of his mouth.

Eloise was expecting him to say something, but instead she felt his closed fist hitting her across her face, making her yelp in both surprise and pain. Looking back at him, she simply stared at him, not caring what he would do to her. Elijah smirked, but still didn't say anything.

Another punch and another after that, and soon Eloise was losing consciousness. This went on for what felt like hours to Eloise, and she was already having trouble opening her left eye, because of how swollen it was. This wasn't going to end well for her and she knew it.

At some point Eloise must've blacked out, because when she came to, she was alone in the room. She looked around as best she could and realized she was in a small room, with not a lot of light, just a spotlight standing across from her and pointed at the ceiling to provide some lighting to the room.

To her left was a metal table with something hidden under a large piece of cloth. She didn't wanna think what was under there. She kept looking around, dread filling her as she realized she had no escape possible. Not that with the cuffs she had any chance of escaping before, but still...

The door behind her opened and she heard footsteps approaching her again. Standing in front of her was Elijah, once more.

- "Are you gonna say anything, or are you just gonna keep hitting me?" - She asked him, trying to gain some time. For what, she didn't know.

- "The only words I want to hear from you, bitch, is you begging me for my forgiveness and for you to beg for your life." - Elijah answered, venom coating every word.

- "Yeah, thought so. Well, you might as well keep hitting me, because you'll never hear me say those words, dickhead."

She heard it before she felt it. The punch Elijah threw at her torso broke two ribs, the sound of them breaking hitting her ears before the pain spread through her body. She screamed, but she would never give him the satisfaction of hearing her beg.