Chapter 19: Change of plans

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    I kept blinking my eyes, trying to stay awake.
"Let me go." I whisper, "please."
"I wish I could but we've discussed this remember. I'm a sick person." He finished untying me. Both Jack and Thomas grabbed my arms as they led me to another room. I didn't regonize the place and it definetly didn't look like a house that anybody lived in. They threw me down onto a bed. My worst nightmare was happening, and I couldn't stop it.
"Get her ready. I'll be right back." Jack said. He left the room and Thomas slowly stepped towards me.
"Please don't do this. Get me out of here, please."
"Look. We don't want to kill you, and to be honest, I never really agreed with his plan. I work for him and he forces me to do things. I may be able to help you escape but it can't be now."
"So what? I'm gonna get raped now?"
"That's what I think he has planned. I'm sorry."
"No. Please. Anything but that. Please change his mind and help me get out, please. I swear, I won't say anything about you."
"Look, I believe you. I'll do my best to try and change his mind but he's usually pretty strict."
"Thank you so much."
"I'll do the talkin-" suddenly Jack came in.
"What were you saying?" He asked.
"Nothing."
"Thomas. I fucking saw you talking to her. What did you say?" He gulped.
"I was just telling her that's its going to be ok because she won't remember any of it."
"You don't talk to the victims Thomas. That's a weakness for you. You should work on that."
"I will. But hey, I know you had like a checklist of things you wanted to do, but how about we do something else first and leave this for the end."
"Why would I do that? Everything is ready and...in place."
"Well, I just thought it would be like the grand finale."
"Thomas. You know how long I've wanted this. Why would I wait?"
"I just thought it would make it more fun to build up the intensity over time."
"You do have a point. What do you suggest?"
"How about pulling a tooth?" There was a good 3 second pause.
"Fine. Get the pliers and do it. I'll hold her down." He grabbed the pliers and grabbed a tooth.
"I'm sorry." He whispered.
"Don't apoligize just do it." Jack was behind me on the bed, holding my arms down. He kissed my forehead, smiling. Thomas pulled and all I could do is scream. It was the worst pain of my life. It lasted for probably 20 seconds but it felt like a century.
    They left the room, locking me in there for the night. I cried for hours as the pain remained, while waiting for Thomas to come help me.

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