[A/N] this one is kind of really short. Sorry.
Maybe I should've been kinder to James. He didn't let me change. Two hours ago he barged in, throwing me on the floor as shouting. At the end of the shouting he ordered Moran to drag me to the basement. Apparently, Sebastian took it as a window to but a nice bruise on my cheek.
"I hate everything about my life." I groan once he's gone. I walk up the stairs silently and try the handle. The door is locked and the basement consists of a pair of chains that look like the hold peoples' wrists together and light that was on the the foot ceiling. My only company was a spider that was dying. I regret my decision to be an asshole. I guess it's not really my fault James couldn't take the beating.
I rub my cheek and wince. I hated being tortured. First it was because I was stupid enough to tell James he didn't know something and soon it was because I was stupid enough to taunt and hit the bastard. I'm not good at this whole 'kidnapped' situation. Still, I wasn't expecting large, fluffy beds with carpeted floor and dressers. I look down at my dress. I can't wait until I get new clothes. Knowing James that mean I can't wait until never. Not fair. The door creeks open and I wasn't smart enough to scurry downstairs in my feet so I just freak out and fall down to the floor. It gets a chuckle from my psychopath.
"I'm disappointed, Alley." Janes clicks his tongue, "I thought you were smarter than that."
"You thought wrong." I scoff, standing up.
"I mean being such an ass!" He growls, raising his hand and slapping me. "I can't believe I-" he shakes his hand, grabbing my wrist and dragging me to the chains. He clamps them on and pulls me up by the shoulder of my dress. I squeak.
"I'm guessing I'm not getting to wear another hoodies for a really long time?" I laugh nervously.
"Is this one big joke to you?" James shouts.
"Yeah. Kind of." I admit, scrambling away as far as I could after wriggling out of Moriarty's grasp.
"Well it shouldn't be. You are going to pay for everything. You're going to pay for lying to me. For messing with me. You're going to-"
"Shut up." I roll my eyes, "You like me. You're doing this because I pissed you off. So get to the torturing or grab your boyfriend to torture me."
"He is not my boyfriend!" James drags me to him by my chains and slams be against the wall.
"Holy crap!" I shout, rubbing my shoulder, "Bastard."
"You're in for a rough night." Moran smirks from the top of the stairs.
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