Chelsea's Smile

Chelsea's Smile [4]

A/N: I apologize for the delay, but I'm back in school. And also I'm going to leave this in Katie's Point of View for a while then to Sander's whenever I see fit within the chapter because if it goes to just Sander's, it'll be very difficult to keep the story going along. Anyway, please forgive me for the wait and we'll get on with it :)

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He tied my hands and legs together as the horror of my past shoved me into the back of his car or someone's car. I was screaming and kicking, but he eventually gagged me and hit the back of my head with the butt of his blade, sending me in to a vertigo state as I got a sort of tunnel vision.

"Miss me Kaitlynn?" He said in a voice that sent goose pimples down my spine. "You're lucky Mistress is having me treat you so well. You'd be dead if I got to have my way. You and my idiotic younger brother. Well maybe not you so much, such a pretty face," He run the bloody knife against my face, scraping it against my skin. I wondered at that moment, not if he was going to kill me, but what he used that knife to kill. "Oh, and another thing," He shoved a rag in my face, covering my mouth and nose.

As I tried to breathe around the rag, I grew dizzy. Everything started spinning and my eyes rolled back into my skull. I think I started falling back, but I can't be sure because thins were spinning so fast. "Can't have you knowing how to get there or out of it." Was the last thing I heard as I fell into a deep, dark, state of unconsciousness.

When I awoke, I was tied to a chair in a darkened room with a single light hanging above me. The back of my head was aching and my memory was cloudy. Where was I? What happened? Something warm trickled down my nose, and I had to go cross eyed to see what it was. It was blood.

"She lives!" A god awful voice spoke from the dark around me. I strained my eyes to see and saw a flash of silver and a tuft of red hair. Thompson. He made his way close to me and grabbed my matted hair, pulling it up and back placing a steely and icy blade against my throat.

"Get away!" I tried to cry out but only managed a terrified, soft whisper. He laughed, a deep, menacing laugh.

"What makes you think I will?" He smirked and spit on me. I turned away my face as best I could as he yanked back my head. "Lacey!" He yelled away into the dark, "What do you want me to do to her?"

A voice, smooth and soft as silk, replied from the dark as a tall, curvy woman stepped forward, "She has committed sin by falling for a devil. Which ever you see fit," She purred. Once she fully stepped forward, I realized who she was; a woman I trusted; my art teacher.

Sander's Pov

I heard a scream come from Katie's floor as soon as we turned off face time. It was a blood curdling scream, the kind that made your blood run cold, one that made your heart stop. I couldn't get there fast enough. I saw my brother throw her into his car and drive off. I couldn't run fast enough.

I tucked several blades into my pockets and hurried after her. Seeing how awful my brother is, I knew she would be dead by the time I got there if I didn't hurry to get to her. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, short on breath, my muscles burning. I tried not to lose site of the car as he zig zagged in between traffic but I eventually did several times over the course of time so it made it even more difficult and longer than it should've been to save her.

I knew I shouldn't have involved Katie in any of this, with me. No matter how much I already loved her, or how beautiful she was. I shouldn't have involved her. She wouldn't be in this situation if it wasn't for me. I hoped she was still alive.

I found where he took he a while after they had actually arrived. She was taken at about nine at night and it seemed almost midnight so this place was far. The place was dark a menacing, and seemed almost impossible to get into without a pass as I saw Thompson carrying. It was eleven when I arrived, and I've been trying to find a way in for about an hour.

When I thought I had found the entrance into the torture facility, two large and ropy arms hooked under my arms, dragging me away. I squirmed, trying to force them to free me, but they retained their vice grip on my body, carrying me inside.

"Stop moving!" Hissed one with a disgusting facial hair and he knocked me upside the head so hard I got a tunnel vision and saw stars. I continued to squirm until I realized it was useless. If I kept moving I would surely be killed and wouldn't be able to save Katie. Just better to let them take me to her. They took into went seemed to be a cellar, and locked me behind a set of iron bars. "Just sit tight. Don't go anywhere," He chuckled darkly at his own joke.

Dumb and Dumber left, locking the door behind them, casting me into dark silence. Well it was silence until I heard sobbing from the cell in front of me. I pressed and strained trying to get a better look at who the sobs belonged to. They were the kind of sob where you give up on everything. The kind that shatters your heart the moment you hear it and can't mend your heart.

I squinted and saw a bit of purple in the dark and my heart broke as my eyes adjusted. It was Katie, and it didn't seem she had on any clothes. "Katie?" I whispered to her. "Katie!" She turned to me and I could see her bright eyes, now stormy and darkened.

"Sander!" She sobbed, pressing against the bars, wrapped only in a disgusting blanket. "It happened again!" She cried out to me.

"Katie, calm down," I reached through the bars, trying to reach for her, leaning against the bars, caging me from her. "What happened?" Just then the doors banged open and someone stepped inside. I slipped my hand back, and slid a knife into my hand, ready to stab whoever in was in the leg to get the keys. They were holding a lantern, so I was able to tell it was now other than my brother. He turned his back on me to Katie.

"Ready for round two sexy?" He said in a low voice. It disgusted me because I knew what he was referring to, and it also enraged me. I started picking the lock on my cell as quickly as I could as he fumbled for her cell key.

"No, no, no! Please!" She sobbed, scooting away from him to the far back wall. "Have you no mercy!" I got my lock and looked at her, holding a finger to my lips. She swallowed and cowered away more, drawing attention from me.

"You should feel lucky you little bitch. No man would ever want you the way I do," He hissed coolly in that awful voice. I slowly slid open the door and stood behind him. As he bent to turn the key in the lock, I stabbed him in the back. Quite literally. He straightened in shock, and turned to me as I ripped my knife from his spine. He leaned heavily against the wall as think blood oozed down his sides.

"Hello brother," I growled, and slashed the knife on his chest, ripping his shirt to reveal his skin below. With multiple, fast blows and buried the blade to the hilt in his ribs, chest, stomach, everywhere he had important arteries. But seeing as my brother sold his soul, he will not die, so much as take time to heal. But this many wounds in critical places, he won't be healing soon. Blood splashed my arms and face and hair as I hit his heart, and other areas.

As he seemingly laid dead on the floor in a temporary death state, I reached for the keys and quickly opened Katie's cell. She ran out and into my arms immediately as I opened the door, sobbing heavily. I hugged her tightly, burying my nose in her shoulder. I had to take my mask off, I needed to kiss her whatever the price. She needed to know I cared. I pulled away and went to unlace it when we heard running from above.

I swore and handed her a knife and picked up the fallen lantern. "Use that only at important time okay? Follow me." I held her hand and we ran. I pulled her along until we couldn't run anymore. I turned to her in one of the dark corridors and held the back of her head and pressed my forehead to hers. "We'll be safe Katie," I panted slightly. I shrugged off my coat and wrapped it around her and she slid her arms in as I zipped it up. "Come on, just a little farther."

I picked her up and ran with her as I realized how tired she must be. Within sight out the exit, the footsteps were louder.

"Sander? I think you should hurry!" Katie cried out, burying her head into my shoulder as a small object zipped by where her head had been. I ran faster as the bullets started firing at us.

When we reached the outside, I kept running holding onto her. "Don't let go Katie," I whispered to her. The bullets had stopped and I didn't hear anymore signs of pursuit. "Just a little bit farther," I panted to her as I slowed to a jog.

We came up to a little house and I went around the back and knocked on the door. A girl with light blonde hair and grey eyes answered.

"Sander?" She asked in a soft voice. her steel eyes shifted to Katie who I was still holding then to me. "Come in," She held open the door and I stepped in. "What happened?"

"Sarah, we need help. Thompson is chasing us, same with Lacey." I set Katie in a chair and kneeled next to her. I only noticed the cuts on her mouth. they tried to do to her what they did to me. "This is Katie, Katie this is my sister Sarah."

Sarah came over and examined Katie, and her eyes brightened. Sarah hooked her fingers in the crook of my arm, suddenly excited. "Have you shown her?" She asked me. I shook my head no and glared, I would never show her.

"Show me what?" Katie asked me confused. She looked between me and my sister confused.

"Maybe you should go and change first Katie, something more comfortable than a filthy blanket," I put my hand to her face and then turned to Sarah. "Can she barrow some clothing?" I asked of her. Sarah nodded and went to get some for her. I led her to the bathroom, holding her hand. "I have much to explain when you change Katie," I held her face, and smiled even though she couldn't see it behind the mask.