The Secret That Was in Front Of Everyone's Eyes

Chapter 3

WARNING: TORTURE

Lupus drowsily woke up. Groaning in pain, he lifted his head and opened his eyes. First thing he noticed was when he tried to move, he found that he could no longer do so. Leather bounds tied his wrists and arms to the chair he was in, while chains wrapped around his legs and body.

He was in his human form again, the pain from his neck was preventing him from concentrating enough to keep his wolf form present. Realizing the danger of this situation, he struggled to get free, yelling out in helplessness, desperate for someone to hear his pleas.

One person did hear his pleas, but the not the person he was hoping for. Mercedes appeared, opening the door to the room Lupus was in. His eyes widened with fear, his struggling becoming more urgent.

It was one thing to Lupus to read about these sort of things. Creepypasta's that actually get you off your seat, worried for the character in the story, or scared of what is going to happen next. However, it was another to actually experience these scenarios.

"Is there anyway now that you will accept my offer in trusting who you really are?"

"Not a chance," Lupus forced out, his voice cracking on chance.

"Well, that is a shame," She said, but almost like she was glad that she was going to torture him. Mercedes grabbed at one of the long row of knives on the counter to the Werewolf's right side. She picked a small, but long knife and sharp enough to make deep and precise cuts.

She started off slow and agonizing, the knife gliding through his delicate skin. The blood dripping onto his clothes, and onto the floor. First she cut at the arms. Up and down them making them deep as she went. All the while, David broke down in tears, and screaming, but at the same time not agreeing to give into what Mercedes wanted out of him.

The blood loss started getting to him. His vision was blurring and everything was molding together. All he could think of was the pain. Lupus wanted it to be over, wanted the pain to be gone. For him to be back in his house with his friends and family around him. The amazing feeling of recording and talking to his fans. He wanted all of that back again, but it was taken from him. This person tore everything down.

Mercedes grabbed his chin lifting it up for him to look into her brown eyes. In a cold voice she said "Now what about now"

"N-No" Lupus said shakily through his tortured state. With that she slapped him across the face, forming a red print of her hand on his face. With that she stormed out of the room. Lupus did not have the fight in him. His state of trying to stay awake faded and he fell in an uneasy sleep, the pain still fully there.

A/N: So that was very hard to write. It is a very short chapter, but after that I think it was necessary to end it there. If you have any comments on how to improve my writing please go ahead. Feedback is always appreciated.