Infamy

A Front Row Seat

*Authors note: Two things: First off, thanks for reading this far! Secondly: brace yourself*

Cole was rudely awaken by a slap to the face, everything was blurry for a moment. He shaked his head and then observed his situation. He was sitting in a wooden chair, his hands were tightly bound behind the back of the chair. Cole felt his feet brush the cold, but smooth concrete floor. He looked around, he was in the middle of a rather large shed, a light hung above his head, providing light for only the center of the room. Everything by the walls were impossible to make out because it was too dark. There were no windows, so he didn't know what time of day it was. Then Cole saw a shadow protrude from the dark.

"Look who's the mouse now..." Ryan growled, his face stone cold as he glared at Cole. Cole's face did the complete opposite, lighting up at the sight of Ryan.

"So it was you," Cole smirked, "I'm glad it was you."

"I don't know what you are thinking, you are not in a good situation," Ryan spat, "You are going to die here."

"You aren't going to turn me in?" Cole jeered, "I guess you can't...since you have nothing to prove I did wrong..."

"You can test me," Ryan started, "But you aren't going to break me."

Cole began to smile, "Make sure you remember that phrase later."

"You are pretty cocky," Ryan sneered.

"Yeah I am," Cole chuckled, "because you are doing just what I want...you even got fired, how great is that?"

Ryan threw a punch at Cole's face. He hit him right in his left eye. Cole closed that eye and looked back up at Ryan, his smile widening.

"Oh boy," Cole snickered, "I said that I was jealous of your wife...but it seems I'm in luck."

Ryan stomped on Cole's bare foot. Cole yelled with pain, but ended with a laugh.

"That's right, hurt me," Cole whispered, "cause me physical harm."

Ryan's face began twitching with anger, but he turned around, facing away from Cole.

"I have to go now," Ryan muttered, "I hope you are upset when I get back."

Ryan opened the door, which was too dark to make out for Cole at first, but when the door opened, daylight seeped into the shed.

"Enjoy the day with your family," Cole mocked. Ryan whipped around and shoved Cole's chair, causing it to fall backwards and slam Cole's head against the ground.

"Being witty gets you hurt..." Ryan stated, then he pointed a thumb towards himself, "I am the one in control here."

Cole chuckled as Ryan stormed out of the shed, slamming the door behind him.

Ryan walked into the cabin, Carrie was cooking breakfast, she paused and turned to greet Ryan.

"Good Morn-"

Ryan walked right by, paying no mind to her.

"Ryan?" Carrie asked.

Ryan snapped out of his own thoughts and looked at her lightly, "oh...good morning..."

"What were you doing?" Carrie inquired.

"I was looking to see what tools were in the toolshed," Ryan lied.

"Oh okay," Carrie answered with evident concern, but she resumed her cooking.

Izzy walked into the room, rubbing her eyes.