Serial Killer

/Chapter 6/Captured

-Lucia's p.o.v-

"JAME! JAME!! WAKE UP PLEASE!!!", I begged him even though he couldn't hear me. I was trying to shake Jame awake, ignoring the awful noise the combination of rain and wind was making.
"I hate my father so much!"
I cried out loud. "First my best friend and now the boy I love! Why is my life like this?" I looked down at Jame again, my sight is blurry because of my tears.
My father dressed in black leather clothes appeared out of nowhere, he was holding a shotgun. "Come on honey, we're bringing this retard to my house." He said in a calmer tone than he should have. Me: "NO! YOU'RE NOT, LEAVE HIM ALONE!" I was outraged at my father. I won't let him take Jame, even if it costs me my life!

Father pushed me with all his strength to the ground, my face landed in a pool full of dirt. "Aggh" I groaned. I quickly got up after I wiped the dirt out of my eyes, but father was already carrying Jame on his back while walking away. I quickly followed after him and tried to pull Jame away from his back. But unfortunately my strength is nothing compared to my father's, because he has been fighting for almost 23 years now. I felt a strong pain stinging on the left side of my face. Father hit me with his shotgun. I fell to the ground again, while holding my face with my hand. I tried to, but I couldn't get up because of the sharp headache. "Jame, this is all my fault so I will save you out of this. I promise!" I screamed while crying.

-Jame's p.o.v-

I woke up to the sound of the thunder and heavy rain, when an awful headache hit me. After a few minutes, most of the pain faded luckily. I looked around my surroundings, I'm tied up to a chair? "What is this?" I felt  something sting in my shoulder. When I looked to see what it was, I was shocked to see a hole drilled through my shirt, covered in blood. A gunshot caused this. Then I suddenly recalled I was walking in the woods with Lucia before all of this. Did that gunshot have anything to do with this? I was extremely confused. I looked around me again. I'm in a scary room, it looks really old and dirty.
What immediately caught my eye, was a woman with a blindfold and a taped mouth sitting in front of me. Her clothes are ripped as if it was caused by an animal and there are many bloody cuts on her body. Who did this to her? It's dark, there is only one window, but there is no daylight outside. How long did I pass out? I got startled by the sudden sound of someone barging in the wooden door.

A tall man with a three- hole balaclava helmet combined with black sunglasses covering his face entered the room. He was wearing full-black leather clothes making him appear as a criminal. "Good evening, Jame." A deep, raspy voice started to speak. I don't know who he is, but I'm sure he is the one who did this to this woman.
"Who are you?" I said with a shaking voice. All of this is freaking me out, I wanna go home and hug my uncle so bad..
The man didn't respond but instead slid a sharp machete across my tigh. "AAGHHH", I cried in pain but he instead of stopping he only went deeper. "PLEASE STOP AHH." He finally pulled the machete away. The blade was now covered in my blood. I was disgusted and looked at the man in anger. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS? WHO ARE YOU?" I was outraged and I needed an answer. The man walked around the room, his back facing me. "I'm doing this because I'm sick of you getting involved in MY business." He amounted the pressure on the word 'my' as if it was the most precious thing in the world. Me: "I don't understand, in what bussiness did I get involved in?"
He didn't reply. I saw his head heading towards my shoulder.

"You're bleeding."

I felt the anger burning in my chest. "BECAUSE YOU BLOODY PSYCHO DID THIS TO M-" I was cut off by an extremely strong punch against my jaw. I couldn't even scream because my jaw felt like it just got destroyed. I couldn't respond because just a second later, another punch hit my face. My sight went dizzy, and I felt the headache from before crawling into my head again. I vaguely heard a loud girls' scream before I passed out again.