The Inducer [18+ Only]

Chapter Twenty - Four: The Truth

Chapter Twenty - Four: The Truth

            The air suddenly became still. He was silent, he had no words. He seemed to be in a state of shock but he had to know the truth. There is no beauty behind all the torture he has put me through. Did he expect a different reaction for his torment upon me?

"Well does it really matter at this point?" He shrugged as if, what I said meant nothing to him at all. As if, it didn't resonate within him that I hated him for everything he has done to me. He showed no mercy upon me.

I felt like I was flesh and bones. I was being used for a sex slave. Did he thought, I would seek out my inner self and realize that he has been the one all this time?

I didn't respond because I didn't think there was anything else left to say. It made no sense that the man who once proclaimed his love for me and still in his twisted mind, thinks he has been exemplifying his love; you try to speak with that person.

I slouched against the wall, feeling sorry for myself. "Why don't you just kill me and end all of this?" I said out of the blue, "You have ripped my soul away from me. Can I ask what more do you want?"

He got up from his chair whilst walking to the door; thinking to myself, finally he is leaving. "Your love Tori that's all I ask for."

Presumptuous, I thought.

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Carlos POV

          I couldn't stand myself. I felt worthless like a piece of fucking trash. Why was it so hard to find her? Where the fuck did he carry her? These questions kept raging in my mind.

Only God knew what has been happening to her. I have been wondering day in and out if she'd ever forgive me for taking this long. I hope she knew within herself that I have been trying my utmost best every fucking day to find her. Josh covered his tracks well, everything was untraceable.

Every morning, I stood on the balcony of our bedroom and watch the sunrise. My last memory of the day I spent with her. I wished I had my journal that I gave to her, so I could write the torment that I have had. Writing would help me through these dark times.

Some nights, I would cry for her. This was the first time I have been without her since all those years ago. Not knowing where she was and not being able to find you has been taking its toll. Natayla has tried numerous of times to reach out to me but being depressed wasn't a joke; isolation was best.

I was lost with what I needed to do. No one had seen Josh, we think he might be out of state but then why was it still so fucking hard to find her, my love.

It has been a month, a day, twelve hours and I was fully dead. Soul dead. I need her here to keep me sane. She's my fucking person and he took that away from me.

In my room, lying on my empty bed; deep in my thoughts, it took me awhile to hear the phone ringing. "Hey."

"Who's this?" Unknown number showed on the screen.

"I've decided to tell you where Tori is, she has been through as much as I can give." There was a long pause, "I thought that I could but I can't." I was silent, "I will message you her location."

The line went dead. Was that it? I knew better than to trace that call, Josh was smart and he knew me well therefore, it must be untraceable.

Immediately my phone blinked:

Unknown:

106 Old Oaks Dr. House#12, the end of the street.

She is around the back, in the shed. In the shed there is an underground basement. You'll find it, she is down there. Don't try tracing this, my guys took care of that already.

I had to reread the message about twenty times, was I really going to get back my baby. I scrambled out of bed immediately, calling my guys on my way out. I grabbed my gun from the night stand while rushing down stairs. I hope she wasn't too damage to repair, it would wound me. I wouldn't recover from that. Would she need to go back to rehab again?

It felt too early for the immense concern on her mental health, let's be hopeful that she is good.

I pulled my car door and sped out. 

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We arrived there in less than thirty minutes. She was right under our nose all this time and we couldn't locate her. I needed a new team, clearly the guys I have don't serve any fucking purpose.

I was excited to see my girl.

The house looks ordinary. Noone would think a psychopath would be living beyond the walls.

After about ten minutes of trying to search for the basement in the shed, we finally found it. All I knew from opening up that door, noone should be down there. The air was still and eventually after being captive in there, you'd definitely die. The thought made me shiver.

We found her. I wanted to cry. I wanted to kill Joshua. Look at what he did to her. She at least lost about forty pounds, her skin were full of scars, she looked dehydrated and hungry but most of all, she looked battered. Her eyes lifeless. She looked like she gave up and for that I was wounded.

"You came." Was her only words before I took her in my arms and she collapsed.

I started running up the stairs.

The only thing I knew was that I needed to get her to a Hospital right away before she died on me.

I'd never forgive myself.

Date: 12/19/2018