A Bond That Can't Be Broken

Aftermath

I guess being good sometimes helps but when it's a psychopath that wants you destroyed and everyone you love, I guess you have to do whatever it takes to make them and yourself live. Even though the consequences are always not in your favor.

I'm just staring into space at this moment loving the silence that's going to be broken with a plan that I'll have to follow and wish I never did it. Every time I am forced to do something I didn't want to do I would do it and then cry while he was away because otherwise I would be punished and that's the last thing I needed. I lay on the comfy couch as I stare at the beautiful walls that remind me that I'm back in this crumbling house ready to face my doom.

I know I say he never made me kill anyone but I never knew better, I realized as soon as I was back in civilization that he knew I wouldn't be able to kill someone so he lied to me about what I was doing but in reality I am a murderer and no murderer deserves any mercy for what they've done no matter the reason. I sigh and grit my teeth as I attempt to hold back tears.

And no matter how much I want to cry right now I can't especially as I hear the door creak open and slam shut, automatically locking. I just have this blank face, I know better than to play with who I am with. No smiling, no laughing, no feeling happy, no crying, no sadness, no hate, not anger. All these feelings are always bottled up due to this man standing in-front of me. "So Hannah, you glad you're back in my loving clutches?," he says while evilly grinning and then he starts laughing. I wish I could slap that grin right off your face.

Thankfully I don't say that out loud. "What do you want from me?"I ask as I am very irritated at this moment, at having to see his ugly face. "I'll tell you in a while. We're still trying to make sure it goes off without a hitch,"he says plainly and then continues, "but don't worry, this time you'll kill people and you'll actually know you're doing it." "Atleast not for long,"he mutters under his breath but loud enough for me to hear.

"What is wrong with you?! You took everything away from me including my conscience and now you're trying to destroy me,"I ask and say at the same time, my anger fuming inside me as it comes forward in my words. "Oh believe me girl if I wanted to destroy you I would've a long time ago. I told you I was going to get rid of you but before I do, I need to prove that you are what they want,"he says being straightforward as he always is as he walks towards me and towers over me in a menacing way. I smirk and then ask, "Who?" "Now if I told you that it wouldn't be a surprise now would it,"he says trying to be evil and succeeding one hundred percent. I shake my head in annoyance trying to hide my feelings and emotions to the naked eye.

After a moment of silence, "Anyways I saw that time you cried thinking they'd be just like me and believe me it's nice to know you're that scared of me. The main thing is that you cried your training commences now,"he says trying to act like he is being rational. I know he isn't being rational, I think, I just cried what's the big deal and then I remember I'm not in civilization, I'm with a psycho that's willing to do anything to show that he should still be feared by me even when he's not around and I don't think I'll ever forget that.

I am afraid though, what if he ruins me for good? Will I ever be me again?

After the torture, I am lying on the floor helpless when I am told to get up because the plan is about to commence. I struggle to my feet and sit on the chair, my blood seeping out, reminding me of my escape that I thought was so well thought out and yet it wasn't. I never caught him and that's why I'll never be free.

"So we're going to put this in your ear if you remove it you will blow up along with it. It also allows us the ability to hear everything so if you get caught know that we're listening. On an unrelated note this is your weapon,"he says and pauses. A gun, seriously. "You will kill your classmates with this. Later we'll give you further instructions," he says plainly. I just nod though I am worried, what on earth was the further instructions.

After I am done, I change and no I didn't have a shower because if I get caught I am hoping people will know I am not doing this of my free will. Just as I have finished changing I find a phone and I dial the school letting them know about these people and thankfully they believe me.

So I have to make a run for it because I need them to think it was because of me. Finally all the students are safe but sadly I get a call saying, "You think you're so smart huh? Anyways, well you can't get away from the fact that you have to go to your foster parents and kill them as well as your brother." My eyes widen and I am utterly broken because I can't lose a brother.

I still have to make my way there because they are tracking me and to my relief as soon as I get there the police are there. I never smiled so brightly in my life because I have a plan but it didn't mean it is going to work.

I go in and point my gun straight at my innocent family and the police grab me immediately. I am dragged to the police station and being here again is sad but it is for other reasons. "Excuse me, why do you refuse to tell us anything?"the officer asks impatiently as my brother looks at me heartbroken which is making me feel more disappointed in myself then I've ever felt.

I point to my ear and the officer comes closer but as soon as he sees it he knows what it is, thankfully, because I was afraid he'd pull it out. Then me and my brother would've died together, wait that doesn't sound bad. I'd finally have a good life or death for that matter.

After a few hours, I'm finally told that the man I hate the most has been detained, I can finally go home and I am happy. Wait a minute, that can't happen, somethings going to go wrong again and I don't want that in the least.

The next thing I hear is the alarm going off. I then hear shouting, "prisoner escape!" The last thing I hear is gunshots and then I black out.