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CHAPTER 18

LEONARDO'S POV -

To think I actually thought that girl would kill her boyfriend. This is incredible. She did good she did real good at making me feel like a fool.

"Now now now. What shall I do with you this time Matty?"

He doesn't even try to speak or move in response.

"Games over. I know your not dead. You can only deceive me for so long."

Matt moves his head up to look at me in the eye.

"What- what do you want with us?" Matt finally asks.

"Oh silly I don't really want anything with you. It's Mary I need."

"For what?!" He says jumping to his feet

"Calm down calm down. Don't worry about her be grateful I don't need you."

"I'm not grateful! You have my girlfriend for some unknown reason and your obviously torturing her!"

"What makes you think I'm torturing her now Matty?"

"Oh I don't know Leo maybe because she was covered in blood and had bruises everywhere and maybe because she was screaming in pain and was strapped to a table against her will and that was just this morning."

"It's tough love my brother. Be glad it's not you. Count your blessings."

"Excuse me? Are you asking me to be grateful that your abusing Mary? Are you telling me to leave and just let her be in pain and for me to just get over it?"

"Your almost right. I'm not gonna let you just leave silly goose. I can't have you telling anyone about this experience or anything you've seen or heard. That would just be absurd."

"Yeah. It would be absurd because this whole place your running here isn't legal. You kidnap women and trap them here and it looks like you've killed MANY of them as well!"

"Slow your roll there. I myself didn't kill all these women. I had some of them kill each other. Some even just killed themselves. What a bummer those were."

"Does that not make you think that what your doing here isn't nice to say the least?!"

"I just feel I didn't pick the right girl in those cases."

"Your sick Leonardo just sick."

"I beg to differ."

"Think whatever you want. I'm getting out of here and I'm getting you into prison."

"Not so fast. You can't leave just yet you need to meet another friend of mine."

"Huh?"

Before Matt even has a second to process his thoughts I yank him by the arm and drag him towards Molly's room.

I open the large door and throw him onto the floor in front of Molly. Lucky for him she just ate. I slam the door closed and head up to the kitchen.

MARY'S POV-

"Wanna see who can hold their breath the longest?" John asks trying to pass the time while we wait for Leo.

"Sure why not."

"Okay ready 1-2-3 go!"

After about 30 seconds john deeply exhales throwing his hands in the air declaring me victor.

In all honesty, I cheated. I can't hold my breath at all. I breathed through my nose the entire time.

Leonardo comes into the room holding two plates of grilled cheese and two glasses of water.

"Thanks." I mumble to him as I take my plate from his hands.

I really don't know why I should be thanking him when I'm kinda trapped in this place against my will...

I pick up one of the triangle sandwiches and take a bite.

"How is it?" Leonardo asks.

"Great dad! Best grilled cheese I've had in a while!" John says with a mouth full of food giving Leo a thumbs up.

"Good I'm glad. Now how about we all head upstairs and watch some tv?"

"Sounds great!" John says swallowing his last piece of his sandwich.

Leonardo picks up john while I finish my awful meal. We all head up the stairs.

I take a seat on the bed in front of the television and john and Leo do the same.

John picks the channel we watch so I'm stuck with seeing a two hour movie about talking cars.

I have got to find a way out of this place. It seems almost impossible. But it has to be done. My life can not and I mean NOT end this way.

Matt would know what to do... I need to find a way to go see him.

"Hey Leo I'm going to go get a poptart. Is that all right?"

That's all I could come up with. When in doubt food is always the best option.

"Yeah sure. The grilled cheese wasn't enough for yah eh?"

"Haha yeah ...." I say slowly walking out of the room.

I know I don't have long but I don't need too much time.

I scurry down to the basement where I last left Matt.

Finally reaching the bottom step the reek of dead bodies hits my senses. But I don't see my boyfriend amongst those bodies...

Where is he?!

"MATT! MATT?!" I scream lifting and moving bodies everywhere hoping and praying he's here somewhere.

He couldn't have possibly been able to escape. Could he? No. No. That's not possible.

Leo comes running down the stairs.

Oh great.

"I thought you were getting a poptart. What are you doing here? Are you okay?" He asks walking towards me

"I'm - I'm fine. I just um I wanted to see Matts body again. I feel like I didn't get to say a good farewell."

"Ah I see. I came down here earlier to take care of him."

"Oh. You - you did? And um where did you take him?"

"Why are you so concerned? He was dead. Wasn't he?"

"Oh yes. Of course he was."

There was a long moment of silence.

"Oh Mary. You think I'm an idiot don't you?"

"Huh?"

"We both know Matts not dead."

"I don't know what your talking about."

"Games over. You can't fool me for long. I already took care of Matt so don't worry about it. I took good good care of him."

I didn't know what to say. I'm absolutely speechless. How could I have thought we could get away with this? I'm beyond upset. Matts gone. He's gone this time for good, I know Leo killed him. I know he did!

"You killed him didn't you?" I managed to say as I clench my fists and tears rush don't my face.

"Well you certainly wouldn't do the job for me. But no I didn't kill him. I gave him to a friend to take care of." Leonardo says with a smirk plastered across his face.

"What friend?"

"You've met her before. In fact, I'll let you see her right now. Your precious boyfriend or parts of him should be in there too."

Leo cracks the large door in front of me and throws me in there without wen looking back.

I turn around with my eyes closed terrified to look at what damage has been done.

I open my eyes and see a dead body directly in front of me.