The Poison Flower

Peanut Cows

Carmie's view

My head was pounding, my lips were cracked and dry, i forced my crusted eyelids to open, where am i, that must have been some night, to have knocked me out like that, i went to stretch my limbs out, but i couldn't move, my legs and arms were bound together by some thick, sharp material, "where am i" i manged to croak from my sore, dry throat, "She's up, when are we landing" a harsh, mysterious voice hissed over the deafening but amazing sound of Slipknot's 'The devil in i', i softly sung the lyrics, word to word, "diel, she's a screamo metal head thing" another mysterious but kind voice whined, disappointed, wait Diel, DIEL, My Russian internet boyfriend who i was meeting at the club. It all came flooding back to me, the little army of Russians, the drugged coke, the kidnap, "oh god, did they rape me, oh godness no, did they, no, yes, wait my ds, where's my ds" i mumered outloud, staring at the peeling white ceiling of a curved space, a small choir of soft chuckles, emerged from the atmosphere, "no doll, we didn't rape you, not yet anyway, your ds is somewhere here, but you're a girl, amd girl's should not be gaming" the voice i recognised as Diel's sneered,
"you stupid sexist, snobby.. peanut cows" i screamed, embarrassed at my choice of comeback, but hey they messed with my gaming addiction,
"Stuupid sexist snobby peanut cows, really Carmile" Diel snorted, his figure came into my view
"It's Carmie, CARMIE, i goddamn love gaming, especially pokémon, you mess with my bulbasaur, you're dead, i spent months getting him to level 100" i stated, trying to break free from the restraints, causing my wrists to slash open, and garnet red blood pooled everywhere, the pain was bearable, i cut, i like the pain, people say that im only doing it for attention, but it helps to take my mind of the emotional and mental pain i face everyday, besides, i cut on my thighs, back and waist, i hide it, its in the most oblivious and secretive places, yes im totally looking for attention,
"Carmie stop, i'll free you, you're hurting yourself, stop, you're losing so much blood" Diel painked, his hands were quickly untying my restraints,
I moaned angrily, "i like it" i whispered, fighting him, even though im not going to win, after a couple of seconds, the untangling rope fell from my scared arms and legs.
Diels warm, strong hands clasped my wrists, his beady eyes searched my slashed arms
"You done this before, don't ever, EVER, cut yourself again, do you hear me, NEVER" Diel hissed, pulling me up, so i was staring at his beautiful, midnight black eyes
"You can't tell me what to do, i want to go home" i sweetly snarled, puling my wrists back, away from his prying fingers
"You're coming with us, we're your family now, you live with us" the bartender softly exclaimed, his chiseled face slowly came into view, so did the bouncer's,
"Ha yeah like i want to be part of your family" i demonicaly laughed, stumbling over to the plane's exit door, i was just about to bust open the door when several hands slapped themselves on my shoulders, pulling me back and pushing me back onto the floor,
"You're ours" Rydell hissed in my ear, before grabbing my hair and twisting it, dragging me to the cockpit,
"Argh, get off me" i screeched, punching and kicking his muscular frame, but alas he didn't even flinch.
"Punch or kick me again and I'll kill you" Rydell snarled, twisting my long, jet black hair even tighter in his grip,
"Rydell, don't hurt her" Diel whinced, from across the plane
"I can do the hell i want" Rydell chuckled darkly.
And with that he threw me into the small toilet cubicle, locking it shut, "you'll stay in there until you learn some maners and be a good little prisoner" He chuckled, his voice growing fainter and fainter every millisecond
"Ha, well it seems like im moving into this cubicle then" i snorted, curling up into a ball in the corner of the room, humming songs in my corrupted head till i dropped of to sleep