Tortured...Together

Never ending nightmare

New chapter. Yeah! Hope u enjoy my evilness! XD

Sorry it took so long to update but i can now see why the stories i read haven't updated in like weeks/months. Its really hard to find the feeling to write but I'm in the mood now so YEAH! And thanks to all my new readers btw! 

James P.o.v 

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I tried to fall asleep but failed. My mind was full of emotions,full of thoughts. All I could think about was Chloe. What Carlos did to her.... It was amazing she was sleeping so soundly. When he held that knife to her throat, i thought I was going to lose her. I subconsciously pulled her closer to me at the thought. I really did love her, but the fact that she was half naked and sleeping right next to me didn't fascinate me as some would expect.

I just liked being close to her,to have her in my arms. I knew she needed my comfort and I was here to give it.

I wondered what everyone back home was thinking. I don't even think I or Chloe gave them a second thought since we have been here. I mean surely the cops were on the case right now. I wanted to get us out of here as soon as possible.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when Chloe started to stir.

"N-no. Don't d-don't touch me." She mumbled. I repositioned myself so that I was hovering over her face.

"Chloe?" I whispered shaking her arm slightly.

"Carlos no. G-get away from me!" She nearly screamed as she began to thrash slightly, kicking my leg in the process. I should've known she wouldn't have slept peacefully for long.

"Chloe! Chloe please wake up! I'm here, your okay! Wake up!" I begged her while shaking her shoulders desperately. Suddenly her teary eyes shot open and she just stared at me while her breath moved up and down with panicked breaths.

"James..." She said with a hoarse,frail voice. She sounded like a little 5 year old who was scared of monsters hiding in her closet, except Chloe's monsters where real and in a torture facility.

"Shhh," I comforted her ," It's okay." I brushed some loose hair off her sweaty forehead and stroked her cheek. Her eyes then swelled up with tears and she began to sob. I lied back down and allowed her to lay her wet face on my chest as she continued to cry.

We just stayed that way for a while, me stroking her arm while she cried into my chest. Her sobs began to become sniffles and just when I thought she had fallen back to sleep, she spoke.

"I can't stop thinking about it." She whispered to me. I tried to come up with a response, but failed. I mean honestly, what could I say besides the same words I've told her over a million times. So I conjured up an alternative.

"Were gonna get out of here..." I told her. Honestly I didn't know if those words were even true but if we didn't have anything to hope for, we wouldn't make it very long and i hope she didn't question it.

"You really think so?" she asked softly. Crap i thought.

"Well they can't keep us in here forever." I said, more to comfort myself than to her. I felt her shiver at the thought. " How does your side feel?" I asked genuinely. I felt her tense as she probably was remembering how it occurred in the first place and regret my words.

"It still hurts but it should be fine for now." she whispered in a small voice.

"Okay. Just making sure you were alright" I reassured her. I saw a small smile form on her face.

I wonder what time it is? I thought.

"I don't know. Is there a clock somewhere?" Chloe asked. Opps. Looks like I thought out loud for like the hundredth time in my life.