The Cover Up | 2p!Talia

Traitor

Don't let panic get to you. Hide it. It brings out the worst.

"Nowhere, fucker."

He tried to regain his shaky breath and keep on running, not caring about looking behind him.

"I saw you come out of the torture dungeon. You were helping Gilbert."

Alfred grabbed onto his arm firmly. There was no chance of escape.

"You know what you are? A traitor. Nothing more." Alfred said, a cruel smile on his face. 

"And traitors aren't good people, you know."

Traitor? Since when was he ever a traitor?

Alfred was the traitor, if anything.

He couldn't believe this. Something had definitely happened to the two. They would never do this. Ever. 

"I thought I'd be in for a quick little torture session with Gil, now I gotta deal with two people?" Alfred mumbled, sighing plenty of times before pushing Lovino over to the so called 'torture room'. "I'm gonna have to get Matthew to guard the control room, I don't want things ruined with Flavio and Gilen, ya know?"

Lovino was disgusted by this, obviously. Just hearing this made him cringe. Why would some 19 year old virgin who didn't care for that stuff, even want to be interested? None of this added up. 

"Do you think I give a fuck? And who would be controlling right now if you and Matthew are gone?" he yelled, trying to catch out him at all costs and escape from this hell at once. 

Alfred chuckled a kind of menacing chuckle that an evil villain would do, more than living up to his new found title.

"Do you really think that the hero would do something as stupid as that? If you really want to know, I queued up his actions. All that time on The Sims taught me so much about controlling humans! And we should thank my good buddy Arthur is monitoring for us!"

This conversation was so painful to the ears, it was like it would never end. Lovino had no care whatsoever to listen to this guy speak. He had no interest whatsoever.

The door was slammed open by Alfred and Lovino was forced to the ground and shackled to the wall besides Gilbert, who now looked painfully regretful. Lovino was terrified to look at Gilbert or Alfred, he knew what was going to happen. Punishment. 

The question was- how? He knew that Gilbert got whipped pretty hard, but that was Matthew who did it, not Alfred. They were both as strong as each other, even if it didn't appear so.

Gilbert gulped, he knew it was happening, and soon. He had that look of disappointment and guilt in his eyes.

He was too terrified to say anything back, and was bracing for this pain he knew nothing about. He knew that he should stay strong, but the fear was overwhelming- he couldn't cope in such a terrifying situation.

Slam

"Oops, sorry about that! Started too early!" Alfred giggled, looking down at his victim, who was wincing in pain at being kicked in the sides.

Lovino would usually yell back at him but he had no desire to now. He was terrified of what he might do to him if he spoke out, even just saying 'stop' might result in something awful. His freedom was gone.