You Saved Me (Emison Fanfic)

Ch. 20 - Pain's Servant

Emily's POV

As soon as Wren walked in through that door everyone started to do as planned to get the information that we needed from him. I would have preferred if we didn't get violent, it seemed there was enough of that to go around, but I agreed to let Caleb, Toby and Ezra have it their way in case Wren wouldn't talk.

And that's where we were now.

"Tell us what we need Wren and we'll stop," Ezra was shouting, but not loud enough that neighbors would hear, and he cocked his fist back to deliver another blow.

The man we tied to the chair cringed and mumbled something I couldn't make out, but it was the first time he had tried to say anything.

Caleb shared a look with Ali and when she nodded her head, he reached forward and ripped the grey duct tape from Wren's mouth.

"Start talking," Caleb commanded and I couldn't believe the hardness in his voice. I couldn't seem to find the comfort in his eyes which were now hard and narrowed angrily. But I know why it was like that, I didn't know why I knew...I just did. He was like that...we were all like something else, because pf the pain. Pain and loss can change people. End of that story.

We all knew how close we were to finding the ones we loved...the ones I knew I should be missing, the ones I should know, the ones I should be glad to torture this man to find.

"Now why," the man spat in his British accent, "would I do that?"

Although I was sitting behind him, I could tell he was smirking, that he thought this was a game. I didn't realize my fists were clenched into the couch until I looked down and seen an unnatural white shade across my knuckles.

I shocked everyone into silence when I stood up and walked in front of the man I didn't know and cleared my throat.

"I'll tell you why." I had no idea what I was going to say, all I knew was that I was mad and tired and I just wanted this to be over.

"Hello Emily, how are you?" He smiled crookedly and I hated the smug look on his face. Even through all the redness and swelling and blood dripping slightly from his mouth and nose, he looked like none of this was affecting him.

Ali made a noise that sounded similar to a growl and from the corner of my eye I watched as her hands lunged for Wren, specifically his neck, "you asshole, I'll kill you, I swear to god-,"

I was startled, yes, but too wrapped up in my own anger and personal frustration to make a move against the blonde, waiting instead until Mona and Caleb pulled her away and held her between their bodies, coaxing her to calm down.

I turned my gaze back to Wren blankly and tilted my head, "I've been better, or haven't you heard?"

"Emily," Toby was grabbing at my shoulder gently from behind me but I shrugged him off and waved

my hand at him.

"No Toby, he wants to know why he should talk, and I want to tell him."

Wren was red in the face now, he looked angry that Ali had attacked him and now that I looked, I could see fresh red scratches across his neck.

"You know what, let me tell you a story and then we'll see about you wanting to talk okay?" But of course there was no response, "Toby, can you bring me a chair?"

I couldn't see anyone's face from behind me, but I imagined they were as confused as Wren looked.

I felt a chair touch gently at the back of my knees and I lowered myself into it and I sighed.