The Mafia's Secret

Chapter 15 ✔️

SCARLETT

        Panting as he removed the prod from my stomach, it felt as if my entire body was on fire. Sweat coated my body as I waited for Nathaniel to jam the prod somewhere else onto my body. Blood trickled around the palms of my hands. I had unwillingly dug my fingernails into my palms. I had given him no response just like I had done with Xavier in the beginning. It should be me with the questions but it was clear I would be unable to ask any with Nathaniel hovering over me with a cattle prod. He seemed ready to jam it into my thigh before an all too familiar voice rang in my ears.
        "That's enough. You've had your fun, Nathaniel." My father. Now if there really was someone I never wanted to see again more than him, that would be a surprise. He had his hands in his front jean pockets as we walked over to stand next to Nathaniel. "Well, isn't this a surprise? My daughter and I reunited at last. Do you know how long I've been looking for you, girl?"
        I stayed silent, refusing to look him in the eye.
        "Ah, how confusing this must be for you. My dear, you have no idea who to trust anymore, do you?"
        Again, I gave him no response.
        "I see your short time with that Mafia boy of yours has made you disobedient. Perhaps it's time to see how much he's changed you."
        He walked over to the table, Grabbing multiple tools. With each one he picked up, he put the previous one down. He finally picked up a few before placing them down on a smaller table beside the chair I was tied up in. The tools he had picked out seemed barbaric. It was if he had been doing this a long time, which made me question if I really knew him at all. He had picked out a hammer and a scourge whip. He took the cattle prod from Nathaniel, smirking as he placed it with the other tools. 
        "You have two options. Option one, you will tell me everything about Xavier and why he's on a manhunt for my boy and then I'll let you go. Or there's option two, where you help me find your brother so we can be that big happy family you've always wanted. With the added bonus of you and Nathaniel becoming the perfect couple again."
        I couldn't tell if he was serious or not. He had to have known I would never give myself away to him again. Let alone be with Nathaniel who was a narcissistic asshole. And despite the fact I hated Xavier's guts, he was the only true lead I had to find Zayn. It was at that moment that I decided that being by Xavier's side throughout all of this, was the better choice. So with as much courage and strength as I could muster up, I looked him dead in the eyes.
        "I will never help you. And I'd rather you kill me now than volunteer myself to be in either of your hands again." I seethed at them.
        "Well, then we better get started."
       He wasted no time to pick up the hammer, slamming it onto the top of my hand.

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       Excruciating pain coursed through my body as my father loomed over me, cutting the tape around my wrists. He snickered as he grabbed my chin, forcing me to look him in the eyes.
       "Had enough? Perhaps I should let Nathaniel have a go since you're so adamant on staying silent."
        I spat in his face. "Fuck you."
       He kicked the chair back, causing me to gasp out as pain shot up my spine from the impact. He crouched down, looming over me with a smug look on his face. He was enjoying this. He had always enjoyed torturing me. Whether it was physically or emotionally. I was just a toy for him to use whenever he wanted. His abuse was the reason I left. I would never wish it on anyone.
        "I guess I have my answer." He waved Nathaniel over. Do with her as you wish, boy. She'll tell us what she knows one way or another."
        Without another word, my father stood, walking away. Nathaniel grabbed me by the hair, forcing me out of the chair. Letting out a cry of pain, he continued to drag me across the floor and into another room. Blinking back tears, he finally picked me up, tossing me onto a mattress. Ignoring the pain coursing through my body was impossible as Nathaniel bound my wrists in chains. Before I could even register what he was about to do to me, everything faded into darkness.

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        I couldn't move and I couldn't breathe. It was like heavy weights crushing my chest. As I opened my eyes, all I could see was darkness. There was no light no matter where I looked. The only sound was the ringing in my ears and the sound of someone breathing above me. It only took a second to realize who it was despite being unable to see them. Nathaniel. The second I tried to move, he was moving, putting his large hands around my throat. With his whole world touching me below, I wanted to vomit. The urge kept increasing as he released one hand from my throat, running his cold fingers down my chest and into the crevice of where our two parts resided. An involuntary whimper left my lips as he moved his finger in a circular motion. The pressure he used was painful. It took all my mental focus to try and ignore the other sensation creeping up. He chuckled, releasing my throat. I couldn't help but cough slightly once he did. He snickered in response.
        "You know you like it, Scar. You can't hold it back forever." He challenged as he quickened the pace.
        Tears welled in my eyes as my body started to betray me. "F–Fuck y–you." I shuddered as my body gave away its release. It took all I had not to cry in front of him. He would be used to it but I couldn't give him that satisfaction now.
        Blinking back the tears, Nathaniel finally got off of me. The mattress shifted as he walked over to the wall, turning on the light. Eyeing him cautiously, he put his clothes back on. Picking up my own off of the floor, he tossed them onto the edge of the bed.
        "I'll uncuff your hands so you can get dressed. Your father wants to see you."
        "What makes you so sure I won't try anything?" I challenged as he took out a pair of small keys from his pocket.
        He gave me a challenging look but said nothing as he unlocked the cuffs. I wasted no time swinging a right hook into his cheek. The second he was off balance, I took the opportunity to attempt an escape. Grabbing my clothes, I ran out of the room. Every step I took sent agonizing pain throughout my body. I could hear Nathaniel mocking me from behind as my pace slowed from the pain. I only made it a few more feet before something connected with my shin. The next thing I knew, I was falling to the ground.
        Deep laughter erupted around me as I slowly sat up, rubbing my throbbing forehead. "Going somewhere?"
        I had no time to respond before my hair was grabbed and my head was forced back so that I was looking into the eyes of my father. He took a moment to observe my exposed body, smirking as realization flashed in his eyes. He knew what Nathaniel had done. He let go of my hair, pushing my head down as he stood.
        "Be a good girl and put your clothes on. We have business to discuss."
        "Just kill me." I muttered.
        "Now where's the fun in that? I need answers. Can't get those if you're lying in a ditch somewhere decomposing, now can I?" 
        "KILL ME!!!" I screamed at him as he started to walk away.
        He stopped in his tracks, smirking as he looked over his shoulder. "Tell me what you know, then we'll talk."