Death Day {Unedited}

Chapter 24

Meg's POV
How... How could Kaelin do this? How could she?

I was chained up, hanging by my wrists.

I didn't know how long I had been there.

Could've been hours. Could've been days. Could've been weeks.

My head hung low and my black and purple locks covered my face. They were tangled and unruly.

My eyes were dull and bleak although I rarely looked around or at anyone. If I did look at anything, my gaze was vacant.

My body was haggard and frail. I never ate.

My lips were cracked and bleeding. I never said a word. I never even moved.

I looked so much like death that on numerous occasions when FBI officers questioned me, to no avail because I still didn't move, they had to check my pulse.

I had never spoken or had a sip of water. I didn't move one inch.

FBI agents questioned me a lot, but, like I mentioned, I never responded. I was... Lost.

I wondered what would have happened if I didn't drag Summer out of school that day and forced her to come along with me.

If I hadn't forced her to go to the mall.

If I hadn't felt the need to be a hero.

If I hadn't gotten stabbed.

If I hadn't told her about my powers.

If I hadn't gotten kidnapped.

If I hadn't come up with a master plan to trick the other students.

If I hadn't ran out in tears.

If I hadn't met my father.

If I hadn't met Raven.

If I hadn't been hit by that stupid dart.

If I hadn't been taken to an FBI office.

If I hadn't gotten Summer killed.

If I had listened to her.

If... If this whole damn mess didn't happen.

My head still hung low but I heard the locks on the door click open.

Someone walked in and placed coffee by me. I didn't move.

The person let out a haggard sigh. "You don't have to make this so difficult for yourself."

It was Dean.

I raised my head slowly and spat at him.

He sighed again and wiped himself off. I let my head hang low once more.

My wrists were sore and my body was tired. I hadn't slept and I was still hanging by my wrists.

And bringing my feet to the ground was out of the question because I was a few feet above the ground. At least three. Probably four or five.

He shook his head and walked towards the door. "Everyone is getting antsy... If you would have just talked there wouldn't have been need for this," Dean said sadly and slipped out the door.

I had no clue what he was talking about. But a sinking feeling in my stomach told me I was about to find out, and I wasn't going to like it.

A man in his early thirties came in, holding something behind his back. "Now, this is your last chance. Tell me what I need to know." his voice was raspy.

I didn't do anything.

He pulled out the dart from behind him. "I'm sorry it had to be this way."

He stabbed it into me and I gasped from the pain. It felt like a million knives were pressing into one spot on my skin.

I can easily say it was the worst pain I'd ever felt.

My vision danced with black dots. He pulled the dart out of me and a few moments later the pain subsided.

I slumped down, letting my body hang limp.

The man lifted my head up forcefully. He held another dart.

"Tell me, or this goes in your eye."

My eyes widened and I squirmed, trying to get out of his grip. He lifted the needle and I head butted him. He cursed and dropped the dart.

The man retrieved the dart and looked at me. His hand went too fast to track and there was a stinging pain in my left cheek. I spat blood into his face.

He growled and imbedded the dart into my eye.

I screamed. The pain was indescribable. It was immeasurable. The pain I had felt moments ago was pleasurable compared to this.

The pain didn't stop and my vision swam. I heard a pain filled, never ending scream in the back of my consciousness. I realized that it was my scream.

The man cracked his knuckles but made no attempt to remove the dart.

I couldn't stop screaming.

My heart was beating two hundred times a minute. All I wanted was for this pain to stop. I wanted it more than I had ever wanted anything else.

The man grabbed the shackles on my feet that were tied to the floor, even though I was a ways up above the floor, it was like a chain thing, and pulled.

My arms were stretched as he pulled harder. I heard a crack! through my screaming and knew that one of my shoulders had broke or dislocated.

He stepped back and eyed me before grabbing something off a table and attaching it to my stomach.

He flipped the switch and electricity ran through me.

He kept pulling. Electricity kept coming. The dart was still in my eye. I kept screaming.

My back arched from the pain and the screams I emitted were guttural and born of pain.

He stabbed a dart into my other eye and my world exploded with pain I had never dreamed was possible.

I welcomed the darkness that enveloped me and my world slowly faded away.

Hey guys! I feel wrong for being so happy about a torture chapter :3
Anyway please read vote and comment. I'm really sorry for being so busy and not updating.

Its been... Like what, a few months? And I feel like I've grown as a writer. I go back and I read my early chapters and books and I'm like "Woah I was really awful" and I'm sure it will be like that a few months from now as well.

Whoever is still reading this, thank you for sticking with me. A few months can make a huge difference...

Okay and I'm going in circles. Anyway, I appreciate EACH READ. I mean, no one voted and I feel super lame for voting on my own chapter but at least you READ it. I really wish you would vote though so I could thank you for sticking with me through this whole thing, but oh well.

If you are still reading this, leave meh a comment on here or you can PM me or whatever, but I'd just like to know who is still reading :3

If you don't want to that's fine too.

Anyway, (I say anyway way too much) I am going to sleep now because I have to get up early.

But thanks for sticking with me!

And thank you my muses (its a term I learned from my ex- friends, It means characters that you created). Speaking of that, I'm so sorry Meg.

Meg: you should be! That was a lot of pain!
Me: sorry meg
Meg: sorry won't cut it
Me: what do you want from me?!
Meg: bring summer back to life!
Me: I can't just do that, bring people back to life willy nilly, people will not like that!
Meg: how do you know?!
Me: I don't
Meg: exactly.

Anyway I just thought I'd do that to add some humor.

Goodnight all ❤