The Mafia's Girl

Chapter 7. The Torture Begins

The work has been getting harder, everyday there are more chores added to my list, its hard to keep up but I think i'm doing okay, everything has been getting done and I haven't received any punishment yet so I guess thats a good sign. A triumphant smile forms on my face, I've finished for the day, all my regular chores plus the new ones, you should see this motherfuckers garden, this big is huge and its my job to weed it, yep the whole garden, let me put this into perspective for you, you could fit 150 of me comfortably in this garden and thats not an exaggeration. I pick up all the garden tools and return them to the shed, brush off the dirt off of my dress and head inside using the side door, maids aren't allowed to enter through the main doors, heaven for bid should someone important see a maid, dumbasses. 

I check my list and see that I was in fact all done except someone has added another job onto the list and it wasn't Alice, that I know for a fact because its different handwriting, I stare at the chore, my mouth wide open letting all the flies in, you have got to be fucking kidding me, clean the basement, they have a basement? I have no fucking clue where this basement is so I go to find someone to ask, except everyone else has finished for the day and is in their room, great, guess i'm looking for one of my 'masters', I head upstairs not using the elevator, yeah I got told that was forbidden for a maid, so up the stairs I go several times a day. I chose to find Derek, he's nicer than the rest of them, Braxton is an asshole who gets off on peoples pain and Cole, well he's Cole, so Derek seemed like the smart choice, but you see, the universe isn't exactly kind to me so of course Derek is not who I find, any guesses as to who I find. Come on, you'll get it in one. Thats right, fucking Cole.

"Where exactly do you think you're going, the basement is usually downstairs" he tells me, huh, so its was him that added the job, should have fucking known. "I don't know where it is" I tell him hoping he'll be kind and just tell me where it is, instead of taking me there, I would rather not spend any time with him after finding out his life's story, see he's avoided me since the night I spoke to Derek, guess he found out what I was told and wasn't happy about it, I wouldn't be either if it was me. Anyhow, I haven't seen him in a while and being around him right now is kinda uncomfortable, he turns me on but scares the shit out of me at the same time and right now I don't know which one to feel. "Follow me" he says and heads for the stairs, oh come on! Fucking universe, you're never gonna give me a break are you, I just sigh and follow him not wanting to get yelled at for being slow because something tells me he would actually yell at me for that. 

We head down two flights of stairs and come face to face with a set of black doors, I just stare at them not knowing if Im supposed to go in or if he's going first, I then look up at him and see him already staring down at me, a darkness in his eyes, what the fuck, what did I do and why does he look like he wants to kill me. "Open the door" he tells me never taking his eyes off of me, I do as he says and when I do I am overcome with a rotten stench of death, its so strong I throw up on the spot, my eyes watering from the smell. I then look up and see where the smell is coming from, bodies upon bodies line the walls, some missing limbs, others barely alive covered in cuts and bruises, I try to run but i'm stopped by pair of arms, I know its Cole, he's the only one down here. "Uh uh uh, no running little one, this is one of your jobs now, cleaning this room and making it spotless, now I suggest you get started, there's plenty of blood to clean up, oh and try not to talk to any of my friends down here, unless you want to end up as one of them" He whispers in my ear before turning around and closing the door leaving me in tears of panic surrounded by mutilated bodies. 

Swallowing down the bile rising in my throat, I start cleaning up the blood, I feel disgusted and terrified, this is what he does, he kills and tortures people, I mean I assumed he'd have killed people, but this, this is fucked up, only someone who is truely damaged could do this, someone who doesn't have a heart or a soul. I finish mopping up the blood and turn to the rest of the room, I pick up a rag and head over to a wall where a person is hanging and start wiping the blood off of the wall beside them, then they move and I let out an ear piercing scream, I drop the floor and covering my ears and my eyes and curl myself up into a ball, tears flowing freely from my eyes as I try and comfort myself. I then hear the doors open and someone rushing over to me, "Annie, Annabelle, come on look at me" I hear a voice tell me, but i'm too scared to move, "Annie, come on its Derek sweetie, you're okay" I hear the voice again and look up my lips quivering and my face covered in tears, "Derek?" I ask in a whisper. "Hey, it's me, come on let's get you out of here" he tells me and picks me up under my legs, an arms wrapped around my back and pulls me to his chest, I just continue to sob against him, how the fuck is this my life.