Veil of Deception: The Replacement wife

Vincent

I woke up in a dim room a small drip was heard.

I blink a few times and hope my vision will come to. A musty smell hits my nose and makes me queasy.

Where the hell am I?! I wonder.

I try and move but realize I am restrained to the wall.

I reached up and touched the back of my head the second my fingers hit the back of my head I hissed pain shooting from the area.

I look closely at my fingers and notice the blood now coating my fingertips.

"Alexander," I call out hoping not to draw too much attention to myself.

I clear my throat and call out again. "Alexander," i say a little louder.
Before a flashing light above a door comes on.

My anxiety already hyphens and my breathing increases.

The light flashes on and I take a look at the disgusting room.

A strange man walks in.
"Ahh I see you are awake," he says calmly.

I scan him. The more I stare at him the more familiar he looks.

"Where am I? Where is Alexander?" i ask him as i attempt to move back to create distance between us. The chain binding me makes that distance even less than I'd like.

"Emily?" he asks plainly.

"I'm not Emily. I'm Scarlet." I explain.

"Do you really think I have time for your bullshit Emily?! You owe me money! I should kill you right now." he taunts.

"Listen to me you fucking lunatic! Emily is my sister! I am Scarlet!, her twin." I explain.

He laughs coldly at me before pulling his knife out.

Dragging it along my neck.
"Do you think I'm tucking stupid?!" he asks me angrily.

"Please listen to me. I'm not her! Just don't kill me. My husband can pay you back please." I explain.

"Excuse me!" he asks yanking my hair back. "God, Emily could you be any less of a whore?!" he snaps angrily at me.

"Please..you have to believe me im not her," I beg as the knife starts to break my skin.

He leans in. "Sleeping with my enemy is low even for you Emily." he taunts.

"Please," i beg again desperate.

He pulls the nufee off my neck.

I feel the warmness of my pierced flesh ozz down my neck.

"Okay, Emily I've seen you naked before you don't think I don't know what you look like do you peg me for a fool?" he asks almost insulted.

"Listen i have a scar on my back check. Emily doesn't have it." I explain.

"Turn around," he commands me.

I swallow hard and turn around my back to him.

I feel my shirt being lifted up.
Before his fingers ran over it as if seeing if it was real.

He pulls it up a little further.

Before i try and pull it down to stop his prying eyes.

"Do that again and I will slice your throat." he threatens.

I close my eyes scared he will do the same thing to a couple of others I had before he drops my shirt.

"Stop crying," he demands me as his finger wipes away the tears that had fallen. I pull away.