Devil's Night

Burned At Both Ends

Chris POV

"Come on, Come on. Work damnit." I was grumbling to myself as I was bending the steel bowl in half repeatedly. It must have been a few minutes before I was making progress. "Finally!" I yelled out excited.

I looked over at Ricky who had a confused look on his face, questioning my look of hope mixed in with a desire for revenge. I shuffled over to him quick and gave him a piece of the bowl. I stored mine in my belt line of the pajama pants, being careful not to place it at a moving joint so I didn't stab myself.

I held Ricky by the shoulders as I went over the plan quick. "Tuck it out of sight but make sure it's in easy reach for use." I instructed him before going back to the wall to wait for the plan to carry forward.

I don't know how long it would be until Rem or any of his guards would come back but for the first time, I couldn't wait for them to enter the room, I wanted them to. I did my best to try not get over hyped but the adrenaline and the sudden feeling of power was a burning flame that I couldn't extinguish. If only I've thought of this before Rem took me into the cement room at the end of the hall, I could have had better chance at winning the "fight." Though it was really just a beating and a show for Rem to enjoy.

A few hours have passed until I heard some commotion at the door. By the first ding of the code on the door, my heart was going rapid and my primal instincts of fight were at an all time high. My body was shaking and I was ready to attack as soon as I saw the first step. But I had to restrain myself so I wouldn't fuck any of this up. I looked over at Ricky as we gave each other silent signals, trying to encourage each other not to overwhelm ourselves with fear and to go at my say.

The door slid open and two minions came marching in but waited close to the door. I stayed still, keeping my eye line to the ground and watched as Rem's dress shoes to followed into the room. I had to make sure that I didn't go for it too soon, they'd have too much time to react and stop me. However, If the guards had a hold on either one of us, it would be too late and I don't know what they would do to us for attempting an escape. In order for this escape plan to work, I'd need Ricky to be able to work with me on this but this was also a very delicate plan.

I heard a small squeak come from Ricky who was on the other side of the room at the back wall. I raised my head slightly to see Rem stepping closer to him as if he was going to take him away. I shot up from my lowered position and charged towards him with the scrap metal in my hand and setting my aim.

"Don't you dare lay a finger on him!" I screamed as I dashed over.

Rem didn't seem to care that I was coming at him, he just chuckled a bit and snapped his fingers twice. Right when I was about to grab him by the collar and attempt to slit this throat, I was harshly pulled to the ground. I fell hard on my chest but lucky enough, didn't drop the "Knife." I looked over at my hand for a second to make for certain that I still had it. Gripping it tight, I could see I was bleeding from the sharp edge and there was blood dripping along my arm. I was dragged across the room away from where Ricky and Rem were. Pinned to the floor on my stomach, the guard did everything he could to try and wrestle the metal from my grip.

He pulled one of my arms behind me to make it harder to keep control and have a harder time aiming. As much as I fought for my last shot at freedom,It was no use though and eventually I was restrained and zip tied. My hand painted red from my hold on the metal laying right beside me. Ricky was the last chance we had and I just hope that he could bring himself to take on Rem.