Chapter 13: Pain

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KATE'S P.O.V. I woke up in an empty room. It had metal walls and a concrete floor. I thought I was laying down but only then I realized I was on a wall chained at the stomach , and arms. I was bound. I couldn't move, I screamed for help.

"Is anybody there! Hello! Rick!" Nothing no reply. I struggled to escape the chains and thought about the future. What would happen when whoever captured me came back in? Would they hurt me, torture me for information? What did they want? What did I have? And where was Castle?

"Castle!" I called out once more, cocking my head to the only visible door.

The room was vast, and seemed to have an eerie feeling naturally with it. I tried to recall the events that placed me here but I couldn't remember, but then again did I want to?

I yanked on the chains once more and tried to remember. As my mind focused back onto to last nights events I remembered everything.

Flashback...

He quickly pulled us inside and once we were in he threw me into the ground. He then dead bolted the door shut.

"Great," the voice said, "Now it's just the two of us."

As I struggled to breathe I opened my eyes. And what I saw around me, was not normal. In all of my years working homicide, never have I seen a captors lair like this. The floor I was staring at was quartz tiles. The next thing I saw was the walls. They were the purest white out there. And as I moved my eyes up to the ceiling, I saw them, stained glass. They were beautiful. As I managed to get o to my knees I saw everything. As I stated dead center I saw two staircases on each side leading up. The first one stopped at the second floor, but the care next to it went all the way up to a third. Hanging from the hugest roof was a chandelier full of crystals and diamonds. I wasn't even halfway through.

"Amazing, huh?" It said again.

Only then was I jolted back into reality, realizing that I was being kidnapped. I tried my hardest to stand but was only brought down again by his foot.

"You do as I say."

"What do you want from me!" I screamed, "who are you!" I scooted away from him as he stepped he removed his hood, it was Cole Maddox. He then walked over to me and inserted a syringe into my arm, causing me to black out.

Present...

I then heard the door creak open and slam shut. I could not see as well as before but I knew it was Cole. He scooted his feet as he walked and in now time he reached me. I pulled my arms a little harder and felt my skin breaking and my blood oozing down my arms. I glanced down and felt sick. I didn't know what he wanted from me but I only knew that it must be bad. He was inches from my face when he breathed in my scent. He then disappeared for a second or two and then returned with a wooden chair. He sat down on it and crossed his legs just staring at me with a devilish grin. It made me extremely uncomfortable and I didn't know what to do.

"Just let me go, and I can reduce your sentence." I plead tugging yet once again on the chains, but this time on the ones around my feet.

"You shouldn't have told me to shut the fuck up." Cole said chuckling to himself.

"Is that why you kidnapped me?" I asked looking away.

"No, but my feelings are still hurt. I kids pled you because Chloë confided in you, she told you that I was her boyfriend. And the funny thing is that I had everything set up, a false guy, with false leads. Only you Guys would never know. I would've gotten off easy and Chloë and I would be free."

"Free from what?"

"That's none of your business. Now I understand that your mother was Johanna Beckett. Is that right?"

"Yes. But what-"

"Let me finish, I happen to work alongside senator bracken and he sees that your getting Closer and closer to figuring out LockSAT (sorry I'm changing the story 😁😳) so he wants me to figure out what you know. No matter what the cost."

"I'm not telling you anything, now let me GO! HELP!" I screamed trying to break free using more and more force each time.

Cole immediately stood up and slapped me.

"Shut he hell up!"

"HELP!"

"Stop screaming!" He said wrapping his hands around my neck. He began squeezing tighter and tighter until black dots appeared glossing my eyes. I needed to fight for my life if I ever wanted to see Castle again. I forced my lungs to continue working and bit Coles hand. He screamed in pain and punched me in the stomach, waking back a few paces, wiping the blood from his hand off on his jacket.

"Ok," he began, "you need to stop, being a stuck up bitch and answer the questions truthfully."

"And what if I don't?"

"You don't want to know."

For someone reason this rumbled my stomach, what if he went beyond torture, what...what if he never gave me a break, what...what if-

"HEY!" He screamed, bringing me back to reality, "you answer my fucking questions when I ask you them, are we clear."

I didn't respond I just turned away. I heard him kick the chair away in anger and pull something out of his jacket. He then slid in front of me and placed the neck at my throat.

"You remember that car accident of yours? Well it was no accident. I caused it, I did it, I hit you. And I enjoyed every second of it. You needed to be shut down. But guess what your still here, I could end it all now or we could still have some fun, what'll it be?" He said in a threatening whisper which made me emotional.

I definitely knew i didn't feel safe. I could have him end this all now, all the pain...gone. But I couldn't I still had so much more to live for. Or did I? I had Castle, and that's all that matters. He proved to me that he loved me for me, and that was all I needed to hear. I needed to feel wanted and Rick made me really feel that way. I couldn't leave him. Not after everything we've been through.

"Ok," I said, "I'm going to continue playing your twisted fucking game. But only because I have a reason."

"And what reason is that?"

"That's my personal business, which you don't deserve to know."

"Ok then, I'll figure out soon enough, but for now, what do you know about LockSAT?"

I gave him silence

Cole didn't say anything he only used his knife and cut a thin line down my arm vertically. I screamed in pain, as my blood was slowly leaving my body.

Idk if I like this or not, but believe me it's just getting started. I've been busy and just not feeling up for anything anymore. I'm just done.

- K

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