Diel shoved me into a small, dingy room, with a strong smell of metallic blood, as he removed my blindfold, what's left of my heart bursted into flames.
A little girl, no older than four was strapped to a little wooden chair, Ana, Rydell, Vince and Sol circled around her, knives dancing in their strong, large hands, the petite fragile redheaded toddler bursted out in hysterical fits of sobs, begging the soulless quartet to free her, "Why would we do that" Rydell sneered, lunging a small dagger into her creamy brown eye
I screamed in horror, trying to run towards the bloody toddler, but diels hands were firmly wrapped around my waist, "let her go" i screeched, warm salty tears streamed down my cheeks,
"Fine, I'll let her go" Rydell smirked slyly, before throwing a butcher's knife into the girls small, once beating heart. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, garnet red blood dripped from her pale, grey lips onto her porcliean white chin. Vince removed the blood stained weapons from the corpse, licking them clean before dispersing from the murder room, i tried to run to her mangled body but diel stopped me, flinging my trembling figure over his shoulder, "this is your doing Carmie, will you listen to us now" Diel muttered in my ear, dragging me from the young girls corpse
"You didn't have to kill her, you monster" i whinned, sobbing hysterical, pathetically punching and kicking Diel in hatred
"I did, inorder for you to cooperate" Rydell bellowed, an evil, sly smirk played on his lips, as he licked a smudge of garnet red blood from his cheek
"I would have done anything for you if you spared her life, I'll do absolutely nothing now" i hissed through gritted teeth, my emerald eyes were displayed in small slits
"Do you want another kid to die as well" Ana warned, nervously, staring at me with so much fear and helplessness,
"No, please no more murders" i choked out, giving up, i can't let another innocent kid die beacuse im stubborn, and good hearted, ha what am i saying, im so delusional , im not good hearted, but i don't want to cause any more murders, well innocent kids murders
"Will you do as i say" Rydell growled, his ice blue eyes glared into my cloudy, teary emerald ones
"yes" i reluctantly gave in, sniffling
"Good" Rydell smilled, stroking his warm hands down my grey, sore face, before raising his hand and slapping me so hard across my face, my neck nearly cracked, i winced, flinging my hands to my stinging face, "this is your punishment, you will stay in the same room as that kid's corpse" Rydell smirked, directing Diel back to the small basement,
"No, please no, I'll do anything, please, i can't take it, no, please no" i cried so hard, thick burgundy liquid flowed from my nose onto my soft, colourless lips, Rydell's features softened, he reached into his hoodie pocket and revealed a blood stained hankie, in which he used to wipe up the blood from my face, "ok, stop crying, you given yourself a nose bleed" Rydell soothed, stroking my inky black hair, he gently ripped me of off Diel and cradled me like a baby, whispering comforting words of apology into my ear. I didn't care to listen until, he so softly murmured, something that wasn't meant for me to hear "I'm so sorry, i regret everything, i feel so awful, please forgive me"
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The Poison Flower
Ficção AdolescenteCarmie Follaway, a 17 year old from Bath, England was just dancing up a storm in the local club, waiting to finally meet her internet boyfriend of four years, untill a Group of young Russian teens spiked her drink, leaving her unconscious. When she...
