David throws her to the wall. She hits her back and slides down, landing on the floor. She watches David as he rushes over towards his son, Isaac. He gets down on his knees and drops his gun to the side. His arms wrap around his son's head. Tears slide down his cheeks as he starts whispering things to his dead son. Katerina watches painfully. She didn't know Isaac but she did know something. She knew Isaac didn't want her hurt. Didn't want her to be here."David, what the-" Jeremy stops mid way noticing David's situation. He holds the gun to his side staring. Katerina looks up at Jeremy and he looks over towards her. He walks over and bends down picking her up. Once she's standing Jeremy throws her over his shoulder and walks away from the scene.
They get to the room Katerina was originally in. Jeremy unlocks the door and walks in with Katerina. Preston looks up and sees Jeremy with Katerina. He watches closely. Jeremy places Katerina down on her feet and grabs the rope hanging from the ceiling. He ties it around Katerina's already tied hands and backs up once they're good and tight. He looks at Katerina and looks down. "Isaac was a good man," Jeremy whispers. You could see the tears well up in his eyes. Quickly he shuts his eyes and uses his thumb and index finger on his right hand to rub his eyes. Seconds pass and he looks up. His eyes burning red. Jeremy walks towards Katerina and unties the bandana then taking the rag out of her mouth. Next thing he walks out and shuts the door. Both Katerina and Preston heard the door locked and Jeremy walking away.
"What the hell happened out there?" Preston asked. Katerina didn't say a word. She stood there staring at the door taking in what had happened to Isaac. Feeling bad that his father, his own blood had shot him. "Hey?" Katerina jumps while her head flies to the right locking eyes with Preston. "What happened?"
"Someone.......died," Katerina spoke softly. Preston looked away from her eyes and looked down at the ground. "And it was all my fault."
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"David?" Jeremy spoke out after moments of standing there listening to David whisper to his dead son. "He's gone, and we have two people to keep under control." David looks up from his son and looks at Jeremy. He stands up faces Jeremy. Swiftly he grabs Jeremy's neck and pushes him up against the wall.
"Does it look like I'm stupid boy?" David shouts angrily through gritted teeth. Jeremy shakes his head no the best he could trying to get David's enormous hands off of his neck. "I know my son's dead. I'm the one who shot him Jeremy," he pauses and looks down. "Get rid of the body. I have some business to take care of." David lets go as Jeremy coughs hard trying to gasp for air.
"Wh-Wh-Where are you doing?" Jeremy asks, gaining his voice back. David stops walking away and turns his head slightly just getting enough of Jeremy's image to reply back.
"To teach that bitch a lesson," he replies and turns back around. He begins walking again. His hands in fists. His face burning red. His facial expression ticked off. Jeremy stands up straight and goes over to Isaac's body. He shakes his head and grabs the 25 year olds legs dragging him in the opposite direction of David.
David reaches Katerina and Preston's chamber like room and walks in. Katerina jumps and fear dreads over her. Preston notices Katerina's body expressions and looks at David. "David, don't hurt her. Hurt me," Preston says, quickly. David turns his head looking at Preston. He looks away and walks over to the right towards a table with a belt, bat, and a whole bunch of other equipment. Preston becomes extremely worried knowing what's about to happen. David takes his time and picks up a stick with a sponge attached to the end. He turns around and walks towards Katerina.
"This isn't going to hurt..........me," David smirks and quickly places it on Katerina's stomach and rib area. She yells out in pain. David pulls the device away giving Katerina a chance to breathe. But not even seconds later that David puts the device back on her shocking her once again. Once again she cries out.
"David please!" Preston shouts, not wanting to watch this nonsense. David pulls away and looks at Preston. "Why are you even hurting her?" David throws the device over to the side and grabs Katerina's neck.
"Does this bother you Preston?" David questions and scoots closer towards Katerina. Preston looks away. "Okay." David drops his hand from her neck and walks towards Preston. He unties him causing Preston to fall. David picks Preston up and drags him towards Katerina. "If you don't want me hurting you, you hurt her." Preston looks at David.
"No, I'm not going to hurt her," Preston whispers and looks down. David laughs and pulls out his gun. He walks around and goes behind Katerina. David brings his hand up with the gun and places it on Katerina's left temple. Preston notices and bites his lip. "Don't."
"Punch her in the stomach or I'll blow her brains out," David whispers. Preston looks directly into Katerina's eyes. He gives her an apologetic look and throws a punch into her stomach. She bites her lip not wanting to let out anything. "Do it again." Preston having no choice punches the girl again. She doesn't allow anything escape her lips. "Keep going till she makes a noise." Preston continues to go.
A couple seconds later he looks into Katerina's eyes. Tears are filled in them. Preston looks down, bites his lip and suddenly takes his arm up and punches Katerina straight dab in the middle of her stomach hard, causing Katerina to let a scream escape from her lips. Preston backs up and falls to the floor. David smiles and withdraws the gun placing it back into his holster. He backs up and walks around and bends down in front of Preston.
"Good boy," David whispers and ruffles Preston's hair as if he was a dog. Standing up straight David goes towards the door and out, slamming it shut causing Preston to jump. The door locks and Preston sits there staring at Katerina guilty for what bad things he has done.
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Bad Things
TerrorHer eyes burst open. There's a burning sensation on her wrists. She looks up and notices that her hands are tightly tied in the rope that's connected to more rope from the ceiling. She pulls against the ropes with all her might, but they just weren'...