• BURN ME •

• 47

To Night Is The Day I Die
~ Palaye Royale

Snow

I groan as I slowly regain consciousness, what the fuck happened? My head throbs with pain, disgusting pain, that shoots through my hole body. And which makes me shiver with fear, I try to sit up, but my body feels far too weak, like I'm glued to the ground. The only thing I smell is chlorine, it's creeps into my nose and burns into my memory. I blink and try to focus my gaze in the dimly lit room, it's so unfamiliar, is this a basement or what the fuck? Panic rises within me as I realize I can't remember how I ended up here in the first place. "Hello?" I call out, my voice croaking and desperate for some water. But silence is all I get in response, great. Fear grips me, where am I? What happened? The room is silent, except for the sound of my own irregular, heavy breathing. And the loud rushing in my ears, my vision is unclear. I try to remember what happened, but all I get is a headache. And as I try to move, a sharp pain shoots through my body, making me stiffen because of it. The pain makes me hiss, God, what happened? I raise my hand to touch my face. And twitch slightly as I touch my nose, fuck that hurts. Is it broken? Every breath hurts, as does every little movement, I try to force myself to move, what just works pretty slowly.

I remember being in the club, my heart clenches as an image suddenly pops into my head. Flames arm around a dancer, him smiling at me. He doesn't want me, fuck, I'm such an idiot. Tears well up in my eyes as I realize that I was nothing more than a little toy to Flame. I convinced myself that he cares about me. That he sees more in me that this, I fucking believed his lies all along. But now that I'm lying here, injured and alone, all these illusions are shattered. I should have been more careful, but I keep making the same mistakes, over and over again. I'd like to curl up, but even that is impossible for me right now. I can hardly breathe because of the pain, so I sit still. Can this be worse than what I've already been through? I don't know, how long I'm awake before I hear footsteps. I stiffen even though it hurts, the footsteps are heavy, and clumsy. My breathing quickens, oh god. Please let me die quickly, please grant me a quick death. The door squeaks as it opens, a tall figure steps into the room. "Awake? Took you long enough, we thought you had died. Well, welcome back to the land of the living." He says in a sarcastic tone, I stare at him with wide eyes. Is he wearing a mask? He kneels in front of me and I can see the distorted face of the mask. And cold eyes looking at me, "It really took a long time to get you alone. The Boss actually wanted Hernandez Senior's sweet daughter. But she also has a guard dog now. Pain?" He asks me in a sinister tone, it sounds like he doesn't care at all, if I'm in pain.

I remain silent, "Listen, boy, this. Could end really well or bad for you. It's up to you, just tell us what we want to know, and you're off the hook." Comes from his lips, I want to spit on his fucking mask. "Fuck you..." I croaked, the man in front of me laughed. "Ah, you're one of those, aren't you? Never mind, we'll just get you to talk," he explains to me. "It's a real shame how uncooperative you are, Aiden." When he says my name, goosebumps run all over my body, and not of the good kind. "We could have sorted this out for you without any pain." He says as he grabs my arms, which are covered in cuts. He pulls me to my feet, I hiss because of the burning feeling on my arm. His grip is merciless as he drags me out of the room, I stumble after him. I barely able to stand on my own two feet, let alone walk straight forward. I can't see where he's dragging me. Our footsteps echo loudly through the hallway, "I really thought, Hernandez Junior never lets you out of his sight, Pretty Boy." I wince slightly as I stumble over my own feet. "Pretty clumsy, huh?" Asks the man who is still dragging me behind him. I don't know how long we walk until he shoves me into a chair in another room. "You really should have taken the other option, kid." I look at the guy in silence, "I'm not telling you anything," I say hoarsely, even if Flame is an asshole, I'm not going to betray him or his gang, "mmh... we'll see" he says, his voice sounding amused, fucking sick psycho.