Love & death: Feel it all

Family reunion

My black tank top has been soaked with blood at the neckline from the brand on my chest. It looks brutal but I really can't feel it anymore. I stay still on the metal table through, making sure to look like I have fainted or something. I listen carefully to everything around me. I listen for doors opening or closing and every single tool thats picked up or put down on the tables sorrounding me.
This has to go right. I can't die today. I have to get back to Scarlett.

Bill pov:

The screams have stopped which means this is now we have to be very careful. Nick might have stopped torturing whoever it is, which means he's in a fragile but excited stage. Right now is the moment where we could risk getting killed or killing him. One or the other.

The door is open for some reason and all the light I can see inside is the sharp white light above the metal table. And I recognise the person laying on the table even from this far away. It's Tom. It was his screams and I can't tell if he's dead or alive. There's blood all over his left side.
Something has happened to his lower arm and something is actively bleeding on his chest. None of the men around him even look at him. They are standing against the tables around him with beers and laughing. I somehow see myself in them which feels like a knife to the stomach. I never wanted to be like them, it just happened. But this... I would never do.

I'm thankful for the darkness and the men being slightly drunk and probably also high as fuck on cocain, because Georg and I manage to get almost all the way to the table ring where they are with Tom in the middle without them noticing us.

We told Tiffany to stay in the car, mostly because of the obvious screams but also to protect her. I doubt she'll be able to stay inside for much longer though.

Tom twitches but none of them notice. Now I know he's awake. His chest is moving rapidly up and down but his eyes are closed. He's acting. I know him well enough to know that.

"Long time no see." I say with as strong a voice as I can manage. I just got out of the hospital, but I feel stronger than ever. This just needs to get over with. After what Nick has done, we need to kill him no matter what it takes.
Nick turns his head and so does the other two.

"Billyyyy! Great to see you! I had a feeling you would come looking for your beloved brother who shot you in the shoulder." Nick says laughing hysterically. He's always done that. The most eerie laugh in the wrong situations.

"Great... you can give him back now." I say looking only at Tom. While all three men have their backs turned to him and facing Georg and I, he opens his eyes and smiles. I missed that smile. The way he's able to smile and get through every painful situation... I knew I needed him.

Someone gasps behind me, and Georg turns when he recognises the sigh. I just stare ahead of me and let out a breath. This isn't gonna go well. Couldn't she just have stayed in the car damnit?

"What happened to him?" Tiffany cries behind me in Georgs arms. I look back at Georg in dissapointment. He shrugs and looks at me the same way I'm looking at him. He's not happy about this either but done is done.

"We just burnt him a little... he'll live. And Bill... we can't give him back. You know that." Nick says. Those words and the way he says them just makes me wanna attack him without thinking it through. It's stupid so I don't do it... but I really want to.

"You know... this little family reunion has been fun. I really wasn't expecting all of this just for me..." Nick begins, looking Tiffany up and down. Georg notices and turns his side more to Nick, hiding Tiffany as much as possible. I know the look on Georgs face. He isn't gonna let Nick get away with looking at Tiffany this way.

"She isn't for you. She's Georg's girl." I tell Nick, watching his face change from playful to annoyed.

"You know I never cared about that stuff... just like I don't care whether this Scarlett girl is yours or Tom's. The way Tom talks about her, she sounds like his... but... she was yours first wasn't she?" Nick says, taking a few steps away from Tom's side and closer to me.

I take a quick look at Hank and Bruce... but Bruce isn't there. How did I not see him leave? Where did he go? This wasn't part of my plan at all. I turn my head swiftly towards Georg with worried eyes. The dreads whip around my face as Tiffany gets ripped out of Georgs grip.

Instictively, I pull out my gun and point it at Nick. Not at Bruce. Kill the leader and you stop the puppets. Nick takes another step closer to me so the tip of my gun almost meets his forehead.
Out of the corner of my eyes, I see Tom rising from the metal table halfway like Frankensteins monster.

Georg has his gun pointed at Bruce while he slowly backs further into the darkness.

"This is fun huh? Georg sweetheart... put down that gun. You can't shoot well enough to hit Bruce instead of your lovely Tiffany." Nick says, first looking at Georg, but when he says her name he turns to me. I take a quick glimpse at Tom behind him. He's getting out of the table slowly and quietly making sure Hank or Bruce don't see him.

"How do you know her name?" I ask Nick, trying to drag out the conversation so Tom has more time to get up.

"I've been watching you all ever since you left... did you not know that? I thought for sure youd find out at some point." Nick says, smiling from ear to ear menacingly. I couldn't care less if he's been watching us, because now Tom has picked up a strong metal string from the closest table to him, and I know what he's about to do.

I take a quick glance at Bruce whos eyes are fixed only on Georg and down Tiffany's shirt. This is gonna go exactly as I'd planned.

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