Throttle The Ignition

19. Promise Me That When I'm Gone You'll Kill My Enemies

After my brief encounter with Korse I was taken away and locked in a grimy cell, the reminder of my encounter with him in the shape of his huge hand in a throbbing red mark plastered on my cheek.

I paced my cell for a couple of minutes, looking around any crevice or hole for a place to escape.

Duh. It was completely sealed. The only window was a high up, barred, dirty thing that let in only a slither of warm sunshine casting eerie shadows on the walls and leaving the dust particles swarming around me visible and blurry.

I was completely and utterly doomed.

“No!” I cried out, slapping myself on the head and cursing. I mustn’t think that way! If I keep up hope and don’t lose trust in the Killjoys then they’ll come to my rescue, and we’ll defeat Korse and get out. Unless I defeat him myself.

But what is there in this tiny room to use to my advantage and Korse’s disadvantage?

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

I guess I’ll just have to sit tight and wait.

And in the meantime, keep my tongue safely sealed and my spirit floating in heaven with my mom. If they torture me I’ll never give in and never give anything away. I’ll make mom and the killjoy’s proud.

I’m doing this for you, mom, I thought picturing my mother’s smiling face looking down at me from above and urging me on in my battle.

I sat down in one of the four corners of the small room, curled up in foetal position, bent around myself, my head tucked in between my knees- soul tucked safely away between my rip cadge and my heart yearning for love and Poison’s touch.

What if the killjoys never come? I did mess things up a pretty damn much. I kissed Ghoul- he won’t like me now. Kobra doesn’t like me and neither does Jet Star and I know I won’t be in Poison’s good books for quite a while yet.

So, who am I to blame if they choose to ignore my un-presence and go on with their lives, forgetting all about me and letting me rot.

Korse doesn’t know we fell out before he found me. Maybe this is better!?

I can sacrifice my life so that the Killjoys can go on living- helping the world slowly rebuild into a better place.

I will sacrifice myself for Party Poison, Fun Ghoul, Kobra Kid and Jet Star.

I can.

And I will.

With that tears started sliding down my face and I collapsed onto the floor, sobbing my heart out as my soul broke in two at the prospect of never seeing Poison or any of the guys again.