Roman And Emery Season 2

Torture

*Emery's POV*

"What do you want!" I yelled at the leader. He's hasn't said anything, he's just been pacing the room. "Just let us go!"

"Now why would I do that?" He said stopping mid step. He slowly turned his body to face.

"Were innocent!" I said, but I knew it was a lie, we were in fact not innocent, at least not to them. I mean, just look at everything that's happened in the last couple of months. I mean, everything that's happened, its all been because I've been selfish and wanted to be with Roman.

"Oh, no you're not." He said and quickly walked over to me. He stopped very close to me. "You're not innocent. That's why you're going to be so much fun." He said and ran a hand along my body slowly from my neck to my hip.

"Stop!" Roman screamed from the wall next to me. For some reason they separated me from the rest of them. They were on the back wall. I was on the wall next to them. Least I was near Roman. He pulled against the chains holding his arms, but it was useless, it wouldn't work. The leader stopped moving his arm and looked over to Roman. He walked over to him.

"Who said you could talk?" He said, "Shut up, I will get to you later, traitor."

"I'm not a traitor!"

"I said, shut...up..." He said and slapped Roman across the face. "Now, where were we..." He said walking back to me. "Oh, yeah, we were discussing your innocence."

"I didn't do anything!" I said, trying to convince him, but I knew it wasn't going to work if I didn't believe it myself.

"Lying is bad..." He said, "Now, tell the truth, you'll feel better." He said and looked at me and I knew I couldn't tell him. I could see in his eyes, he knew, he knew I was hiding something. It wasn't going to end well unless I told the truth.

"That is the truth!" I said and despite what I knew, I couldn't say it. Roman couldn't know how guilty I felt.

"Oh, no it isn't." He said, "Now, come on, tell the truth."

"I am!" I said and instead of saying anything he walked away. I thought it was over, I thought he would leave us alone for a little bit, but I should've known better. I looked over at Roman, relieved and he returned the same look, but I could see the pain behind his eyes and I knew he could do the same to me.

Just then he walked in, carrying something in his hand. It wasn't intill he got close that I realized, it was a knife. I screamed, nervous, Roman looked over and saw what I was screaming at and pulled uselessly at the chains.

"Now, I will give you one last chance to tell me the truth, or will we have to do this the hard way?" He said, I looked at the knife and back to him, I couldn't tell him, but I didn't want to get tortured either. "Ok, do this the hard way then." He said before I could say even think about responding.

He took the knife and brought it up to my face. I turned away, I couldn't help being scared. I just wanted it to be over, I wanted to go back home, I wanted to see my parents. I felt him run the knife down the side of my face, till he reached my neck and stopped. Then, in a split second, he reached up and grabbed my wrist, hard. I struggled against his hand, but the more I struggled, the more his grip tightened. He then brought the knife and sliced my wrist. I screamed in pain. It wasn't a small cut; it was a fast, deep cut.

"EMERY! NOOO! STOP!" Roman screamed from his chains. I looked over to see Roman struggling against his chains. He was in pain, and it wasn't physical, to him, this was the worst pain.

*Roman's POV*

The moment he brought the knife up, I was furious. I couldn't take it, I couldn't handle what they were doing to her. I hated it and all I wanted to do was to run over there, beat him up, save Emery, and hold her as tight as I could. The thought of Emery in his arms made me even sadder. We might not even make it out of here, let alone hold Emery in my arms.

I looked over at Taylor and Drake, they had similar looks on their faces. I looked Drake in the eyes.

"I'm sorry," He mouthed.

"I know," I mouthed back. I looked back to Emery right as they cut her wrist. I couldn't handle it. I couldn't handle the screams of pain. I hated it when Emery was in pain. "EMERY! NOOO! STOP!"

"Oh look its Mr. Brave." He said, looking over at me. "I thought I told you to be quiet?" He walked over and waved a hand in front of my face and I felt a weird sensation wash over. I couldn't register what it was, it was gone as soon as it came.

"Roman?!" Drake asked, worried.

"I'm fine." I tried to say, but nothing came out. I tried to say it again, and again, but nothing came out. Whatever he did made me lose my voice.

"What did you do?" Emery asked.

"I just... silenced him." He said, walking back over to Emery, slowly. "Now, where were we?"

*Emery's POV*

"Please, just let them go! They didn't do anything!" I yelled.

"They? They didn't do anything? So, did you do something?"

"No!" I said, unconvincingly, I knew Roman, Taylor, and Drake were all confused and worried. I couldn't tell them, they couldn't know how I felt, they would fight me on it, and I couldn't handle them doing that. I knew it was my fault, but they wouldn't admit it, I knew they wouldn't.

I'm sorry, I promise there escape and the ending is soon, probably 2 chapters from now.

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