Crazy•E.D

Twenty-one

Maya POV

He left here body in here all night. Lily put a blanket over her and did her best to comfort me but I don't know I just feel numb. I should be in tears right now, a sobbing mess but I'm not.

I got up from the worn out mattress walking over to the door.

"Don't you dare!" Emily snapped at me. I gave her a confused look. "Last time you went out that door Mrs.Grace died! You will not kill anyone else so I suggest you sit down and for once in your life shut your mouth" usually I'd have a strong response but I don't care I just want to get out of here, I need to get out of here.

I turned around banging on the door, it opened revealing two different men they grabbed me tightly dragging me down the same dark hall. The wooden doors opened revealing the big room.

"Maya! My favorite prisoner!" Rico snapped his fingers and the guys let me go leaving the room. "Have you learned to obey me?" He mocked being stern. I nodded.

"I can't hear a nod" he placed his hands on his hips holding back a smile. He's insane.

"Yes! I've learned! Now what do you want!" I demanded.

"Bring her in!" He commanded. The wooden doors opened revealing two men dragging a woman with a black sack over her head just like mark. "Kill her" he took a seat in a throne like chair.

If I didn't kill this woman he was going to kill one of the girls and I couldn't let them die, I mean I've already killed my own mother.......

"I need something first" I cleared my throat.

"Whoo! They told me you were brave but damn! Fine I'm feeling generous what do you want?" He leaned his chin on his hand.

"Where's Emma?" I need to make sure she's okay for lily.

"Oh, the little girl. She's fine she's with my sister. I don't hurt children, now kill. Her" he put on his evil small. I walked over to a table with weapons grabbing a knife with my shaky hands. I walked back over to the woman placing the knife at her neck. Her screams were muffled by the tape over her mouth.

"Stop!" He held up his hand. I gave him a confused look. "I want her death to be more" he got up walking back and forth in front of his chair placing his hand under his chin. He then stopped pacing, facing me with a menacing smile. "Slow and painful"

I closed my eyes taking a deep breath before stabbing her in her leg.

Ethan POV

It's been really quiet around the house, I miss maya. I wish I could call her, just hearing her voice is enough; but I can't she's safe and that keeps my mind at ease.

They still hadn't come and Arthur has grown more and more nervous. He knows something I can feel it, he's been holding out on us. Something bad because I've never seen Arthur this nervous. I can see the guilt in his eyes, what could he have possibly done to make himself feel this way?

Maya POV

After an hour of torture I finally let her die. I feel awful, I just killed an innocent woman. I took someone's mom, sister, daughter, or friend. She had a life and I took it.

I kneeled next to her looking into her lifeless eyes as the guilt came over me. But it was worth it, the girls were safe for another day. 

I heard slow claps echo through the room as I stood up.

"Good job!" He rewarded with his creepy smile. "I had your friends put in a better room" he nonchalantly informed before snapping his fingers.

The men entered the room grabbing me harshly.

"Same time tomorrow!" He shouted in a teasing way as they dragged me down the hall.

I expected to be put in the better room with the girls but instead they threw me back into the cinder block room. I sat in the corner as I weeped. As I stared at the stain on the floor from my mothers blood I thought about that woman.

She was someone's mom or sister or grandmother. And I took her life, but I don't care. If it means that the girls get to live I'll kill a hundred more women. I need to do this for them the more I kill the better their conditions are.

I just have to hold on until the guys get here, if they even know we're gone. They're our only hope.