To Perish

Ch 4: Deal with the Devil

Ch.4

Deal with the Devil

I felt pain ignite my body. I looked over I my shoulder. There where three gashes bleeding. I started to cry now, no I started to beg again. Then my gag feel.

"What the hell!" I screamed. I heard Elliot laugh maliciously. He was enjoying this. That sick bastard. Then he raised the whip again.

"No! Please god no! Wait I will make a deal with you! Please." I shrieked and begged. He lowered the whip and looked at me weird.

"A deal? What kind of deal?" He said curiously.

"If you let me live, I will do anything you want me to. Heck you can keep me for as long as your twisted mind desires. But no matter what, I live." My voice trembling with every word. I looked up at him. Elliot looked confused.

"So your saying that I get to keep you and do anything I want with you, if you live?" His voice somewhat mocking mine.

"Yes." I had remembered his "rule" about wanting a verbal response.

"Deal." He said without hesitation. He then dropped his whip which has red blood stains on it. "But I should tell Heather, that I never intended to kill you. I would have let you go and made sure you would never tell a single soul. So for me it is a win win, you on the other hand, not so much."

I nodded in response. He then walked a way out the doors. I quickly looked over at my wound. There was going to be a scar. Maybe three. It was still bleeding a lot the doors slammed open. I jumped. Elliot walked over to me.

"I am going to untie you. But if you as so much move I will strip you naked and whip. Are we clear?" His voice radiating through out the whole room. I managed to say yes.

"Just relax I am not going to hurt you." Elliot's voice was calming. It scared me a little. He then pulled out a needle.

"What are you doing?" I said

"What does it look like. I am trying to fix these whip marks." Elliot hissed. What the hell. Wasn't he trying to hurt and now he is trying to fix me.

"Why?" I asked

"Why do you have to ask so many questions, can't you shut the fuck up." Elliot shot back. "Plus I don't want my girl to bled out, now do I?" He said sarcastically.

"Your girl?" I swallowed. I felt panic set in. He smiled.

"Listen Heather, you are as of now my "acting" girlfriend. I am not asking you to fuck me. I just need a partner in crime." Elliot said through his teeth. A partner? That scared me even more. He could easily pick out the confusion on my face.

"You see there is this guy I hate. And you are going to help me kill him."