Gang leader Vs. Gang leader

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I grip the chains tightly and squeeze my eyes, screaming as Xander presses the taser against my stomach at the second highest setting keeping it there for a bit. When he pulls it away I drop my head breathing heavy, my whole body shaking. Four days, I've been in this fucking room for Four days, at least I think. Every morning (again I think) Xander comes in gives me a long ass lecture then has Josh take out a whole bunch of tools, and begins the torturing. I've even lost count on how many different things he's done. It ranges from tasers to actually physically hitting me to knives-- just everything. It usually lasts for what feels like hours upon hours until he gets tired and leaves. This is by far the longest and worst he's ever done. I can slowly feeling myself giving up.

"Baby?" I hear the door open and someone walks down the stairs and I glance up to see the girl I punched. Claire? Chloe? Is that her name? Doesn't matter, I still see a giant purple bruise on her nose and I smirk, looking at the floor.

"What do you want?" Xander snaps at her throwing the taser down, ooh trouble in paradise.

"I just wanted to see how you were doing it." Claire says walking over to him. I look up leaning against the wall watching them. Xander rolls his eyes and looks around on the table looking for his next tool. "Can I try?" She says.

"Sure, what do you want to do?" Xander asks looking at me.

"Can I hit her, pleasee?" She says perking up, god she sounds like a fucking kindergartner.  Xander nods his head and she squeaks walking over to me smirking. She then slaps my face.

"What the fuck was that?! Wind?!" I yell at her, and she steps back slightly. She gets angry and slaps me again, a little harder and I roll my eyes looking at Xander. "You sure know how to pick 'em."

"Shut up." He says walking over and punch my gut, causing me to grunt softly.

"You see?! At least that hurt a little! If you're going to be in a gang at least torture right." I scoff as her face turns red and begins punching my stomach and face over and over again. But it honestly feels like nothing. She begins panting after a while and steps back taking a break.

"Go upstairs." He says to her.

"But-"

"Go." Xander says gritting his teeth and she freezes running up the stairs, slamming the door quickly. I laugh softly at her and Xander grips my chin tightly making me look at him. "Shut up." I shake my head laughing harder, causing him to slap me. Now that actually hurt. He raises his fist punching me and my nose begins bleeding instantly. "I'm done with you for today." He lets go wiping some of the blood that fell on his fists and I slide down the wall sitting down, breathing heavy.

"When you kill me, I want a nice funeral." I say as soon as he's about to leave, I laugh quietly leaning my head back against the wall looking at the ceiling. I hear him walk back and about to say something but I talk first. "Hear me out. I want... I want water lilies, like my tattoo right here." I nod my head over to the giant tattoo of water lilies on the side of my stomach turning slightly to show him. Into the first hour on my first day here he basically just ripped my clothes off leaving me in nothing but my bra and underwear. "And I want music. I want piles and piles of junk food for everyone. I want drinks there. And I want all my weapons especially my golden pocket knife, the one you took from me, yeah that one. I want it on display. And lastly, I want my ring buried with me."

"Why are you telling me this?" I can hear the anger in his voice.

"You and I are enemies. But we've been enemies for so long and I believe that we have a little decency in us. I hope you wouldn't just leave my body in a ditch. Cut up, sure. Hell, maybe even burned beyond recognition. But I'd like to think you'd at least give it back to my gang so they can bury me..." I pause for a second looking at him. "You know, I sometimes think that I see a glimmer of kindness in your eyes. But you quickly cover it up, and I just ignore it." I look at him spitting out onto the floor some of the blood that fell in my mouth as I was talking.

"You're wrong."

"Maybe. Maybe not. But remember one thing, even the Devil was an angel at some point." The next thing I know is he's storming up the stairs and out of the basement slamming the door so hard it sounds like it might break in half, leaving me in complete darkness again. I slump back taking a deep breath and begin sniffling.  I need to get out of here, I sniffle and shake my head closing my eyes trying to get comfortable. The only thing I can really do is sleep, so in the next minute I drift off.

I jerk myself awake when I hear the door open and I look at the stairs as I someone walks down them. They turn on a small light hanging from the ceiling and I squeeze my eyes. I open them slowly and look at the person standing under the light to see, Xander.

"Is it already time for more?" I sigh softly sitting up. He walks up to me and sits down in front of me he lifts his hand and I feel something wet against my lips. He's wiping the blood away. I freeze looking at him shocked until he's done and throws the paper onto the table moving over to sit next to me. "Why are you here?" I say turning my head to look at him.

"Everyone upstairs was pissing me off." He says leaning back against the wall and I nod my head.

"Is it still the same day?" I mumble quietly after a bit, and he nods his head. I lean back against the wall and spread my legs out staring at the wall in front of me. Neither one of says a word, the only sound is breathing and the occasional jingle from the chains.

"Why water lilies?" He speaks softly after a while and I laugh softly a smile forming on my lips.

"My little sister... She was absolutely obsessed with water lilies." I sigh softly. "Even at the age of 5 she was obsessed. Right before I got my first tattoo, on my birthday, she begged  me to get one. And said when she grew up her first one would be a lily, just like me. But I didn't... Like the idiot I am I got the rose from Beauty and the Beast. I remember her face, she was disappointed I could tell, but once she saw it, she was so happy for me. Later on I promised I would get lilies, you should've seen her face brighten up." I laugh quietly taking a deep breath. "The next year I kept my promise and got it, I made sure it would be the biggest tattoo on me." I look at Xander to see him staring at his lap.  "What about you? You have a million tattoos over you, any of them mean anything?"

"... This one." He holds out his arms and points to a colorful toy airplane on his forearm. "My younger brother wanted to be a pilot and this was his favorite toy." I nod my head slightly looking at him as he drops his arm, and it goes back to silence. "Do you ever feel like your alone? Like genuinely alone." He says after a little while.

"All the time." I mumble quietly.

"I mean, I'm in charge of so many people. All of them having a dark and twisted story but in the end they always have someone. I'm surrounded by people constantly but no matter what I do I feel alone." He sighs softly.

"I get it, hey." I motion over to my lap and he seems to understand laying down on his back and resting his head on my lap looking at the ceiling. "You feel like even if you have a million people around you, you're still alone because the only ones you want aren't there. Once you lay in bed it hits you, it's like a ton of brick out of nowhere rubbing it in your face that you're alone. No one's with you to share the happy times, angry, and sad times." He nods his head resting his hands on his stomach still staring at the ceiling. "Who did you lose?" I mumble quietly after a few seconds of silence and he freezes. "Forget I asked." I shake my head and sigh looking at him. "You know, I remember this song my brother and sister made me sing to them all the time. They never got sick of it. Every single day they asked me to sing it to them and everyday I gave in. No matter how sad or how tired I sang to them."

"What song?" He turns his head slightly to look back at me.

"A stupid one I made up." I laugh softly.

"Sing it." I pause looking at him like he was crazy and he smiles, genuinely smiles for the first time ever and begins laughing. I chuckle softly with him but freeze when the basement door opens and he sits up quickly.

"Chloe's drunk and trying to sleep with everyone, Xander. She's even started to throw empty bottles." I hear someone say closing the door again and Xander stands up sighing loudly.

"You're still going to sing that song to me." He glances at me and walks up the stairs, out the door locking it, leaving the light on. I look down at my lap where his head was then back at the stairs and shake my head. What the fuck was that? I'm suppose to hate him, I could've snapped his neck with my legs, why didn't I fucking do it? I groan quietly closing my eyes resting my head back and take a deep breath. Can a Devil have a heart?