Shadowed past

Chapter 3

  Warning torture

Three days earlier

Dick's POV.

My head hurt and everything was spinning. I tried to put my hand up to my head, but I couldn't move it. I could feel panic start to build up inside of me. I tried to open my eyes, they were so heavy but they opened. It was dark and quiet. "Well, look who finally decided to wake up." A deep male voice said behind me. I tried to look who it was, but I couldn't turn around. OK, I was now panicking. I tried to get my hands free but that would not to any good, since my legs were tied to the chair I was sitting in. I heard footsteps coming closer to me. "What is it? Are you scared?" The voice asked and puts his hand on my shoulder. I jumped a little when his hand hit my shoulder.

My eyes widened when I saw who it was. "Tony?" I whispered as Tony came in front of me. "Who did you think, the Boogie man?" Tony asked with a sly smile on his face, to be honest he looked ridiculous. But I didn't laugh, even how stupid he looked with that smile on. "What are you doing?" I asked almost like a whisper. "What was that?" Tony asked. I didn't say anything, I didn't even look at him. I don't want him to see me tear up.

Tony grabbed my chin and made me look at him. "Don't be scared now Richard, what would your parent think of that now." Tony said which made my eyes widened again. "Wha..." I begin to say but Tony slapped me hard on my left chin so my face turned right. My lower lip split and blood started slowly to come. "Oh, did I hit you too hard?" Tony asked with a freaky smile. I bite my lower lip to stop the blood. "Don't worry you will bleed more than just that little scratch on your lips." Tony said like a psycho. My heart sank down to my stomach.

Tony walked around me and just watched me. "7-12?" Tony suddenly asked which made me not answer quick. "To slow." Tony said after 30 second. He walked to my left arm and took out a knife. My eyes filled with pain, I bit my lower lip so I didn't make any noise. I looked at my arm and saw a deep cut that went right over my arm. I closed my eyes to think on something else. "OK, so this is what's going to happen. I ask you a question, answer it wrong, too late and I will hurt you, answer it correct and I will not do anything." Tony said and started to walk around me. "18:7?" I froze. "Uhm...." I was thinking but that stopped when my skin felt the cold knife blade against my skin. I bit my lip again. "OK maybe we should start easier." Tony said and kept walking. "6*4." Oh, I think I know this. "Uhm... 24?" I asked unsure. "Correct. 254-154?" "100" Easy.

13 hours later.

My arms, legs and my chest and stomach hurt so much. After the 3 hours, he only asked question I didn't have a chance to answer. So, I just answered wrong or not in time, which meant I got some cuts. Everything hurt and was sore. But I was not done, well with the cutting I was done with but if I heard right Tony has more planed.

After some minutes Tony came back in. "Ready for round 2, Richard?" He asked and came closer with two buckets. I was so tired that I was in half sleep. But I can still hear everything. And it sounded like he had water in the buckets. "Well I don't care if you're ready or not." Tony said and laugh a bit. Tony was now standing right in front of me. Before I know what happened I felt a burning running down my neck. It was like holding your skin in a flame but 10 times worst. It was so bad that I had to scream. Tears were running down my face. The burning feeling went down into the rest of my body.

"Was that too hot for you, well now that you're up ready for the last part for the day." Tony said as he walked in front of me. "The last part... for the day." I said to myself, I could do this and I could finally rest. I closed my eyes and thought about what it was going to be when he was done. But I was brought right back to reality when my right arm was hurt like hell. Worst then it was when I got cut. I turned to see what it was going on. What I saw scared me. Tony had a pipette with green liquid in it. The moment the liquid touched my cuts it was like getting hot water all over you, just so much worse. If my arms and legs was free I would be trashing around in pain, but since I was tied up I just scream at the top of my lungs. No one could imagine the pain I was in right now. He kept dripping the green liquid in my other cuts on my arms and legs, luckily, he didn't drip anything on my chest.