Quinn Tales

chapter6 (Rory)

"Rory if you don't let me j swear I'll Rio that tongue out y'a mouth and make you eat it! Let me out!" I began banging on the chair with my little fists.

"Harley I can't do that I'm sorry. You need to forget him. Your mine right now okay?" She picked up a bat off the floor and smashed the lamp causing it to go dark in the room. Everything was silent for a moment and then

"BAMM" he smashed the bat against my legs.

"Stop please!" I screamed in pain.

He didn't even speak he just smashed them again and I could feel my legs bleeding or breaking. He then smashed my stomach in. Over and over.

"Please please stop" I mumbled spitting out blood with every word.

He smashed my stomach again and moved to my arms. Over and over and over. I felt like it have been hours that I was being beat up. "Please just stop make the pain stop!" As I spoke finishing the sentence he bashed my head with the bat and I could feel or see nothing.

I opened my eyes and I was in a room full of doors and stairs. It looked as big as a furniture store and as wide as it to. I stood up catching my balance as I ran around and around. I was so scared. Where was I?

"Hello?" No answer. I then began to walk to the nearest door. I spit on the floor outside the door to leave a mark of the door I entered first. When I opened the door there were four corridors I could take. "Hello?" I then decided to take the far left entrance and hope for the best.

I began to walk through the corridors. They got wetter and wetter and the more I walked the creepier they got... I could hear slight noises and I began to freak out.. "Hello?" No answer yet again.

"Wait I think I hear something" I say quietly to my self. I walk quicker and when I got to the end of the corridor it looked just like the one I had been in before I took the left cave.. I looked around for a long time trying to remember. I think it's not the same becuase the door wasn't there was it? I looked again and bam there it was. I opened it but the room was different. Everything was a different color. As soon as I walked into the room the door slammed and dissapeard. I was so confused. The doors began to spin around and around in circles. The walls seemed to be slowly closing in as the doors spun I freaked out and ran up the stairs. I made it up the long flight of stairs but all that was there was another flight of stairs. And another. And another. I was confused now..which way had I even come from. I started descending the stairs but when I did I got more lost fore everything had changed again. To my luck there was a door. And I went through it as fast I could. Im so sick of all these mind games! I turn around and the room is filled with my child hood things...it was my childhood room.
"I'm so fucking tired of this. You hear me! Knock it off!" I shook my hands up at the ceiling.

The room was just as the day my parents were killed. Nothing fancy just a bed and desk with all my old books on it. Even my last report for my school. But there was a big difference in the room that I haven't noticed till just now. There was a news report of a little boy who had murdered his parents.

*newspaper report*
Young man probably about age 23 put a gun to two random people in the street last Wednesday. When asked why he began to laugh uncontrollably. Saying it was there fault. He then escaped custody without being identified and has been missing since. If anyone has any idea where he is please call this number. He may be dangerous and is at risk we are shooting to kill..

The mans picture and facial features looked so familiar.. Even though the picture was so old. That was the year I turned 15. Four days before my parents got killed. That didn't belong in my room.. I didn't read newspapers. I was a junior at 15 I worked to hard to read newspapers. Why did he look so familiar. That was nine years ago..who was he? Just then the room began to fade yet again. "You have to kidding me!"

The room shifted into a jet black room. Everything was black. Not like someone shut the lights off but more like someone painted everything black. Everything nothing was visible.

Giving up I fall to my knees and roll into a ball and begin to cry. Well at least when I was little cheerleading gave me something in life."Why, why did you show me the newspaper what did you want me to see?"

I woke up in so much pain on a bed. Nope tied to a bed..I guess back to deal life? I have no clue what's going on sometimes. My head is so messed up. No wonder puddin' left me I'm so broken. Before I could cry I say Rory walk through the door holding a plate of food.
"You hungry?"

I shook my head sticking out my tongue.

"Listen Harley I don't wanna have to do this.. Just please cooperate."

"Whatcha gon' do kill me. Do it and my puddin' ull..." I paused realizing that he had left me.. My puddin' left me he can't save me..he didn't even know where I was. "What are you gonna do anyway!"

He walked away saying no other words. I was in a bed room and it was not that bad but my arms and legs were tied together and they were horribly bruised as well. I felt like crying.. Or dying. What was I gonna do even if I got out of this place where was I gonna run, to an empty building.. Where my puddin' had left me. I just wanted to cry so hard. "Shut up!"

What was that? "Hello?"

I began to look around the room horrified of what he had in here. "I'm not out there stupid girl I'm in here" said the voice again..this can not be happening. Km going crazy. I don't hear a voice in my head.

"Of course you don't hear a voice harl your just hearing me. It's harl. Kinda well sorta we are the same but I would much rather be out there." It said again. Well i guess it's me kinda.

Before I could hear anything else Rory walked back in with a rollaway bed and a weird shaped bag.. He grabbed the bat and hit my knee joints again and again. Then lifted me onto the bed still all tied up.

"What is that." I said shaking.

He continued to set whatever was going on up. He held up two defibrillators. I began to scream as loud as I could. Wishing to be anywhere but here anywhere!

"Please stop" I screamed squirming around in the bed.