The monster inside of me.

CHAPTER 4: Punishment PART 1

Edward signals the guards. With great force, they drag me. I look at Edward with fear until he looks at a dead dog and points to it. He face palms slowly before asking

"Do you know whos dog this is?"

I look at the dog and nod a simple no before he says

"It was my dog. And it is dead You shot it. Yes?"

I look around the room before the guard slaps me and yells

"He asked you a question!!"

I sallow my saliva before saying

"No. I didn't. I swear."

Edward didn't look happy. I wouldn't be happy if somebody shot my dog if I even had one. A guard hands him a belt before I am grabbed and placed over his knee. He unbuttons my bottom part of the uniform and says

"I will ONLY ask you one. More. Time. Did you feed my dog choclate and kill my dog?"

I try my best to squirm out of his mighty grasp before I felt the leather whip hit my butt. The feeling of leather smacking against me was ever so painful. My high pitched scream didn't help as he whipped me again. The after touch of the horse whip hurted worse then the actual contact put on me. As he got more furious for me screaming in pain, I tried to squirm out but it only made it worse and while doing that he yells at me while whipping me and says

"I. Told. You. To. Obey ME!"

As the time went on, I was unable to sit or walk. The whipping left bruises on my butt but not as worse as the blood that ran from the underside of my thighs down to my feet. Edward stopped before his men took me back to my cell which I fell face first on concrete. The cell mate sat there and snickered before I shot him death glares. He held his hands up in defense before saying

"Hey mate. Don't get pissed at me. I didn't do it."

I squinted my eyes at him and stuck my tongue out before wincing in pain trying to make myself comfortable while sitting on the cold concrete floor. I look at the little metal bar window and see the moon going down.

"Finally some shut eye." The cell mate says as he curls into a ball and heads to sleep.

I close my eyes before I am grabbed forcefully and dragged out of my cell. I kneeled before Edward who had his arms crossed. I started to whimper before he said

"Those tears won't help you. What will help us is you telling me the truth."

I look at him before sniffling and saying

"I-I di-didn-didn't do it."

He slams his palms against the oak desk before yelling

"LIAR! Fine...if thats how you want to do it. So be it."

I see a bigger guard with a machete strapped to his side before grabbing me by the collar and dragging me to the same dirty tile room, I was washed in. The brute guard sat me in chair before handcuffing me. He signals me to stand up before punching me. I screamed and cried before he picked me up again and punch me in my stomach. I fall on my back before hearing a snap from my wrist. I look behind me and see a bone sticking out from my left wrist. He laughs before forcing me to sit down and tying my legs up before other guards came in. They punched me in the stomach before one guard hit me so hard, I fell on the floor. Picking the chair back up, the punch me repeatedly. My eyes swollen and forced shut. Pain ran throughout my entire body before I heard Edward yell

"ENOUGH! He has had enough for the night. Take him to the first aid wing and put that bone back in place if you can and then take him back to his cell."

As he said that, I felt myself being untied with handcuffs still on me. My feet, my arms; nothing was moving. My brain was running thoughts but soon was silenced for the pain that took place while the doctor snapped my bone in place before stitching it and put a torniquet on my wrist. The pain was unbearable as they threw me into the cell. Unable to move, I stayed in that position.

Morning

"Breakfast!" the guard yells as he and other slide bowls of slop into our cells. Still unable go move, I laid and watched as my cell mate chowed down his slop. I had lost my appetite since last night. The pain conquered my hunger as all I wanted was the pain on my body to end. My cell mate watched and snickered as I just laid there lifeless. He laid on his dirt stained mattress and looked up at the dusty cement ceiling before asking

"Kid. You still alive?"

I tried my best to give a sign I was alive, but the pain running through my body was too severe. He slowly walked over to me and lightly kicked my leg before I let out a groan of pain. He chuckled and said

"You're still alive. Great."

He walks back over to his mattress and lies down.

Days later

I look at the empty bowls of slop.

"Nine bowls" I said in my head as I counted them.

"Hey boss!" A guard yells before I hear the clicking and clacking of boots coming down. His hands on his hips with a cigar smoking in his mouth. He wipes the sweat off his forehead before asking

"What is the situation?"

He looks at my lifeless body before the guard says

"He hasn't moved in nine days. Not eating either. Fat ass over there has been taking advantage of eating all his slop."

I narrow my eyes to the cell reopening before one guard sits me up. I scream in pain before its over. The guard turns around and walks out of the cell before I see Edward walking off.