Her Secret Scars

Stupid Idiots In Horror Movies

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Loyal's POV

All I want to do is cry and scream and let it all out because it's killing me inside. The thought of losing everything in a second. The thought of never being able to be free. The thought of losing every right to my own body...

But I push it all down when I hear the cell door jiggle, "How did you sleep, Doll?"

"Ooh, that's a new one" I sarcastically reply, referring to the pet name. Jake always stuck to one weird nickname and one nickname only; cutie.

And every time I hear it my blood and everything around me stops. It's like the world is still spinning, but time stops. Everything stops. And all that's left is me and my nightmares.

"I wouldn't start getting smart now you stupid, useless bitch" he snarled, getting all up in my face.

I scrunch my nose up; I guess someone hasn't brushed their teeth this morning. Or like ever.

I guess talking so much shit is actually getting to him that even his breath is smelling like it.

Tears begin to brim my eyes when he starts to kiss along my neck, and to the stretch of my collar bone.

"Oh don't cry baby doll" he coos wiping my tears away with his dirty hands, "We are getting rid of that boy once and for all, and then we'll finally be together again, with nothing getting in our way" he smiles, as if this is all a good thing. I'm so glad that the fact that my life is falling apart right in front of me is just so damn amusing to him.

He's delusional.

"What boy?" I question, leaning away. The feeling of the cold, hard cement against my back sends chills down my arms, and the smell of Jakes breath makes me wanna hurl.

Luckily he doesn't notice my distant action and reply's, "Sawyer Walker"

My body goes stiff. They promised. They said they wouldn't hurt him if I came with them. Now Sawyer is gonna die because of me and my dysfunctional family.

"Wait! No! You guys promised-" I cry, shaking my head side to side, as tears streamed my face.

"I only came with you guys because you said you wouldn't hurt him" I angrily, wipe my tears away.

This jackass has the nerve to laugh!

So I did something I probably shouldn't of...

I bitch slapped that hoe.

"Go ahead doll, but let me share a couple of details with you; when we find your little boy thing and his crew we are gonna take them into hostage. We will kill the others fast and painlessly, but I think I might have a longer discussion with our man Sawyer" he smugly smirks.

"No" I blankly state.

"Oh yes, I will slowly drag a knife down his bare chest, as you listen for his screams that are calling out for you. I'll cut off his fingers, and present them to you so you'll always have a piece of him, so when I slowly everyday push a jagged piece of wood into his heart it won't matter that I will chop his dying body into tiny pieces in the end" he smirks at my horrified state.

That's just sick. He's sick! Who even thinks like that? Not a normal person that's who!

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!" I scream, pounding my fists down on the cot.