The Friend Zone

Torture

Carol's POV

I scream as a sharp blade pierces into my leg. I'm crying now. It's been an hour since the torturing started. And the worst part is that he isn't trying to get information. He's just doing it for fun. Every time he sees me scream he either laughs or gives me a devilish smile. It makes the pain even worse.

He removes the tool from my leg and even though I still feel the pain, I also feel relief. I look to the bowls that are on the floor under my cut wrist. They are almost full with blood. That's how he started. He cut my wrist so I slowly lose blood. He wraps them up every ten minutes to do a different kind of torture. I'm starting to see black spots and I know I don't have much longer.

Suddenly the doors swing open.

~~~~~~~~~~ Earlier ~~~~~~~~~
Daryl's POV

It's been about thirty minutes that I've been out in the woods following tracks. I've been following two trails. Some footprints and a line that shows me that someone was dragged.

This person really doesn't know how to cover their tracks, huh?

I start jogging. The trail is clear and easy to follow. As I follow the trail, I start thinking about how I'm gonna rescue Carol. How many people are there? How am I gonna get in? My mind drifts when I start thinking about Carol. She must be so scared. What am I thinking.

She's as tough as nails.

The thought of Carol makes me smile when I start thinking about her being tied up or hurt. The thought makes me angry and I pick up the pace.

I don't know how long I've been running when I find myself at an old warehouse. I search the warehouse for a door and when I find one I sneak inside with my crossbow ready.

Inside all the doors are marked off so I keep going until I reach a hallway that has about five doors.

I check the first four ones that are locked then I get to the fifth and I hear a scream.

I hear Carol's scream.

I barge in the door to find Carol tied to a chair with bowls of blood underneath her wrists and her face bruised and bloody.

Rage fills up inside me when the man holding a knife turns to see me. I raise my crossbow and almost as if it's an instinct, he takes out his gun and aims it at me.

"I was wondering who was gonna show. It wouldn't be fun unless it had some drama." He flashes me a wry smile. "I guess it only makes sense that it's you. Since you guys are in love and everything."

I stare at him with wide eyes. What the hell is he talking about? I look at Carol who doesn't seem to be conscious. She doesn't have much more time. I then see her head lift slightly and point with her head to a table with a bunch of knifes in it. She drops her head and I'm not sure if she is just unconscious or dead. A rush of panic goes through me when I see her breath. I turn back to the guy.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Me? I'm nobody. I was somebody. But you guys stole that and everybody else from me. We were just trying to survive! What's wrong with that!?" He shouts at me.

His outburst tells me exactly who he is and why he is here

He's from Terminus.

"But why are you going after Carol? She didn't do anything." I try to cover for her and for a second I think it works.

He gives me a strange face with an emotion I don't know. Rage? Confusion?

He seems to understand and then looks at me with anger. "You almost got me for a second there." He turns and quickly aims his gun at Carol and I'm on him. The sound of the gun vibrates through my ears and when I look up. I see Carol bleeding from her chest.