Chapter 5: Punishment PART 2

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Somewhere towards the end of November
Night
Cell

As I am now able to open one of my eyes. I can feel the pain of my body. My eye twitches before it shuts closed fighting to stay open. I hear the cell opening again before I feel a hand on my wrist. I heard a soft voice whispering

"He is still alive. You didn't kill him but he'll need at least another week for his body to heal at least half."

The clicking and clacking of heels walking off made me curious. I heard Edward whispering something but my ears were not picking up what h was saying.

Three weeks later
Morning
Cell

I look at the bowl of slop and push it away with my foot. My hands developed a tremble as I see stitches placed mainly where my finger bones are. My cell mate walks next to me before sitting down and looking at the slop before saying

"Kid. You need to eat. To keep your strength up. When you go to your family, you'll need your strength."

I give looks of anger before he grabs the bowl and puts it up to my face. My hands trembling still I try to hold it in my own two hands, but failed at it tips over and the slop falls to the ground. Tears begin to fall down my face before I kicked the bowl making it shattered upon impact. I mumble under my breathe

"What family?"

My cell mate looks up at me and asks

"What you say?"

I look up at him and yell

"What. FAMILY!"

Tears began to fall onto my face yet again before he says

"You gotta eat kid."

I slam my head against the cement wall behind me before saying with anger

"I don't have a family! I was hit. I was punished. For doing things they considered wrong."

He scoffs and says

"Thats what parents do."

I look at the cell wall and finally say whats been on my mind

"You try living with people whp don't give a shit about you! Who everyday beat on you because you're not a man! Have YOU EVER HAD PARENTS WGO WISHED YOU WERE NON EXISTENT!!?"

Guilt rose on my face as I saw my hands trembling more. The cell mate takes off one of his gloves before holding out his hand and saying

"My name is Sam Wilkox."

As he said that, he walks over next to me and whispered while looking at the cell
and said

"Your family may not give a crap about you. But I do. I promise you when we get out of here. I'm gonna find you a better home. You stay strong. Okay?"

He kisses me on my forehead before looking into my eyes and wiping off my tears. He reminded me of someone, I never had in my life. A father.

That night

The cell door opened as I was dragged into the room. Edward stood behind the bigger guard before asking

"Lie to me again and I will put you through so much you'll be begging for this here gentleman to kill you."

I look the bigger guard and see the table behind him. With only two items on the table. Edward looks at them and grabs a sword before analyzing it and asking

"Did you kill my men and dog?"

I look at him and mumble

"No." As I said that, he walks closer and askes

"Can you repeat that?"

"NO." I said as I spoke up.

Edward chuckles and tell the bigger gurd

"You kniow what to do." Before handing him the sword.

I look at the bigger guard who makes me stand up and put my arms up high. He ties my wrist together before I am on my tippy toes. He chuckles before placing the sword blade up to my eye before slowly jamming it in my shoulder. I scream in pain as it comes out the other side and he pulls it out. Blood slowly oozed out before he jams it through my waist line (my appendex) and out through the other side. He walks behind me while I scream in pain before slicing my back as if he was whipping me. He looks at me before walking to the table and grabbing a small knife with jagged edges. He  grips my arm before slicing it open. Blood quickly fell to the floor before he hit me on the side of my head. He walks back to the table before putting on metal gloves also known as brass knuckles and punched me on the side of my face. My right side of my face was gashed inward.

Minutes later

My body hurted worse then the whipping delivered to me by Edward. As my vision blurred and ringing came to my ears, I heard distant yelling.

"You fucking psychopath! I love it. Is he dead?"

I felt warm fingers on my neck before a figure moved their head. I saw Edward shadow casting before me. He cut me loose before I fell on the ground in the puddle of my own dark red blood. Guards picked me up before my vision blackened and my hearing stopped.

In my mind

"Wake up. Come on Nick wake up!" I heard my own self say before getting up.

It was pitch black whereever I was. I saw a figure in the distance before it appeared in front of me. Neon green eyes with scars all over its arms and a sinister smile. Its teethe jagged. He walks around me before laughing. His laugh was demonic. A deep pitch laughter before he stopped and stared at me. Staring at me with those green eyes. I opened my mouth and said

"Where am I?"

He smiles and says

"I'll give you a hint."

Suddenly it got cold. My pinkie hurted before I looked my trembling hands and my finger tips were turning blue. I shivered as he laughed. I look around and ask

"Can you help me escape?"

He says no with his index finger and nods no before saying

"Thats not how the rules work. Follow me if you want to escape."

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