Obsidian (Sequel to Alien) Jason McCann Love Story

Chapter 11

You probably will hate me for this. Well you asked for drama so no complaining. You asked so you definitely got it.

Juliet's POV

Walking and exploring around the house while the boys were on a mission, my curiosity overwhelms me and I start down the dark hallway that Jason forbid me to ever go down. After a few minutes, I see a huge wooden door that screamed "Do Not Enter." I walk over and try to open it, but it was locked. Hearing slight shuffling inside, I gently and quietly knock on the door. "H-Hello? Anyone in t-there?" I stutter, suddenly regretting this and cursing my curiosity to hell. "H-help-p us!" I hear a raspy choked scream. I gasp in shock and jump away slightly. Seeing a heavily barred window on the top of the door, I stand on my tiptoes and peer in.

I almost scream when I see a two women and a man chained up and gagged. The man was chained and hanging by his wrists and ankles on the wall, one woman was tied down to a bed, scarcely clothed, and the other was chained down to a chair. The putrid smell of blood and feces invade my senses and I almost vomit. Looking around, I see a ring of keys on a hook a few feet away. I quickly grab them and try to unlock the door. The first two don't work and I can't even fathom what dungeons and torture chambers they open. The third key finally works, but it takes me a minute to pry and push open the heavy door.

Covering my nose, my eyes water as the three humans start crying in happiness. "An angel! We're saved! Thank the Lord." The man cries as I run over and untie his mouth gag, apparently comparing me to an angel because of my long white lacy silk nightgown. "W-where are the keys?" I ask frantically, wanting to save them with everything in me. "They're on that h-hook over there." He points, his voice cracking and raspy since it had probably been a while since he had spoken and eaten by the sight of his skinny anorexic form. I cringe in sadness as they were all bloody and their ribs were protruding way to much. I run over and grab the keys, dodging all the blood and liquids on the cold rock floor. The bottom hem of my white silk and lace gown and small feet were stained a dark red despite my efforts. I had no idea what I was stepping in and the mere thought disgusted me. How could my sweet and gentle Jay Jay do this?

Quickly unchaining the man's arms and feet, I rush over to the older woman tied to the chair. The man rubs his bloody and sore wrists, staring at me in awe and like I was his chosen angel that God had sent down from heaven just to save him. The woman cries and talks frantically as if thanking me, but it was in another language. When she was unlocked, she grabs my face and kisses both of my cheeks, still rambling on in her foreign language; I think it was Italian. Her hands were bloody and caked with dirt so my face was smeared in it but I just smile weakly and rush to the second girl. What broke my heart was that she looked 14-15 and I know she had been raped several times from the amount of blood and stains on the her legs, body, and the worn out mattress.

When I finally get her loose, she clings onto me and sobs into my chest, mumbling "Siamo liberi! Il bellissimo angelo ci ha salvati. Siamo liberi! Grazie Dio" My pure white gown was now stained from blood and dirt and torn from nails and rocks. "Madre! Padre!" She suddenly cries as the two others grip onto her and hug her tight. They all sob and cry as I stand to watch the scene.

Before a smile could appear on my face, a malicious and wicked laugh fills my ears and I shiver in terror. My body becomes stiff as a familiar voice starts speaking but instead of it being loving and gentle like normal, it was filled with anger, evil, and darkness. "So my little one decided to disobey and defy me." A harsh hand grabs the back of my neck, turns me around, and shoves me hard against the cold rock wall. The family of three tremble terrified in the corner.

My stormy grey orbs meet Jason's blazing fire red ones and my heart falls to my stomach. "I told you to never come down here. Didn't I?" He barks in my face, gripping my arms and slamming me harder against the wall. My head knocks against the stone wall and a crack fills my ears. Jason doesn't notice because of his raging anger. After a few seconds, I could feel blood running down my neck from the deep gash on the back of my head as my vision fades in and out. "Didn't I!?" He barks, even madder at my silent response. I nod weakly and my body betrays me as sobs come choking out. "I-I'm s-sorry." I mewl, my vision still blurry as the back of my head throbs. "Oh you will be. You are in so much trouble." He growls and my breath hitches in terror.

I scream as Jason suddenly pulls his gun out and three distinct shots fire right into the head of the man and two girls. They fall in a pile and blood pours. My sobs become louder as Jason smirks evilly and turns to me. "If you would have just obeyed and been a good girl upstairs, this wouldn't happen." He coos, the malicious tone still there causing shivers of fright to creep up my spine. Anger then flows through me and I take a leap of courage, spitting right on Jason's face. "Y-you monster." I cry, trying to get out of his grip. He slowly wipes the spit off his face and growls. "You're going to regret that." He hisses. Before I could take a breath, the whole left side of my face explodes in pain. I cry out as Jason throws me harshly to the floor and kicks me hard in the stomach.

I sob and scream, trying to cover myself as he starts punching and kicking me. My heart shatters to pieces as all of our memories run through my head, including playing in the park, eating chocolate chip cookies and giggling, and him kissing my boo boos whenever I got hurt. He promised to never lay a hand on me and sink that low since his gang leader father used to beat him and his mother.

My fragile and tiny frame easily breaks under his cruel and harsh kicks and hits and a few cracks fill my ears as my left arm and leg explode in a fiery burning pain that swallows and overcomes my whole body. Jason was unaffected by my pleads, sobs, and cries as he only punched harder. "You respect me, damn it. Little bitch, thinking you can disobey and act like that to me and get away with it. Mate or not, you get punished." He growls in my ear, slapping my face again.

My screams and cries must have alerted the others as Carter soon runs in, gun drawn. His eyes widen and he tackles Jason, pulling him off of me and I try to curl into a ball. My arm and leg hurt to much to move so I just lay there in writhing agony, listening to Carter and Jason scream and fight. Feeling myself start to black out, I happily welcome the numbness and soon my mind goes blank as blackness fills my vision. The last thing I see is Jason running over to me, his eyes watery and filled with guilt as his regretful screams for me to "Stay with him" and "I'm so sorry, babygirl" fall on deaf ears. Jason McCann, I will never forgive you. You really are "The Devil."