The Streetfighter

Chapter 19

p.o.v Simon:

~~A few hours later~~

I woke up to my left pinkie hurting as I looked at my hand I could see Elijah tearing out my fingernails, he was just tearing out at my left ring finger. Slowly. With a malicious smirk plastered on his face. I started to scream and as he tore out my nail he started the same with my left middle finger after that I passed out because of the pain.

The next day I woke up and saw that all my fingernails from my left hand were gone now. It fucking hurt. This guy is completely insane.

As I thought that, Elijah entered the room. Speaking of the devil. I looked up at him.

"What do you want now? Why don't you just kill me, huh?"

"Do you want to die so badly? It wouldn't be any fun if I just killed you now would it?"

I just glared at him. Maybe I wanted to die. I mean if Cole doesn't let me fight...

Fighting is the only thing keeping me alive.

I mean I have Caroline and Hannah and now maybe even Cole but I don't know if I could live without fighting.

Elijah had now reached me and interrupted my train of thoughts, he was holding something in his hand, a jar with something that looked a bit like water, but what would he do with a jar of water it had to be something different...

"Simon, do you know what happens if you pour muriatic acid into an open wound?"

I looked at him with wide eyes and then he started to cut open my wounds. I couldn't help but scream.

Was he really about to pour in my now freshly opened wounds?

As if he read my mind he took the jar of, what I now believed to be muriatic acid, and started pouring the liquid over my wounds. I started to scream for my dear life. I had never experienced a pain like this before.

A vicious smirk was plastered on his face as he had poured almost all the muriatic acid over my reopened wounds.

As I started to quiet down a bit after a couple of minutes, maybe even an hour, and I wasn't screaming that loud anymore even though it still hurt like hell he moved his hands over to the knife that was still in my leg.

"What do you say, Simon, should I take out this knife right here? Maybe I could pour it in there too. What do you think? Isn't that a great idea?"

"You bastard!", I spat at him between heavy pants.

"I take that as a yes."

p.o.v Cole:

Yesterday we planned the best way to take down Elijah and today it was time to move into action.

I hope Simon is okay...If Elijah hurt him, I'm so going to kill him.

Jack, Henry, Steven, Samantha, Willow, Michael, Caroline and I were going to go inside the house where Elijah held Simon captive and Mika and Hannah would wait outside by the cars.

Hannah's function was to drive Simon to a hospital as fast as possible if something happened to him and I didn't want Mika to get hurt so she had to stay outside with Hannah.

Caroline was a really good fighter so she was coming inside with us even though Jack didn't want her to but let's just say, never tell Caroline not to do anything if it comes to her friends.

As we got to the house Sam quickly broke down the door and we all went inside. At first, we didn't see anyone but then suddenly eight guys came out of nowhere. We quickly shot them and when I looked to Caroline she had just knocked out a guy that was about to attack her from behind. Just as she did so we heard an ear-piercing scream. Simon.

By now my blood was boiling. What did Elijah do to him? I'm so going to kill that filthy bastard.

I followed the scream with Jack and Caroline hot on my tail the others were fighting off the people that were in the house.

I ran down a flight of stairs that led into a dark corridor. In front of us, there were now three doors on each side. We started to open the doors and let's just say I wish I didn't open some doors. Why do these people do something like they did down here?

Jack and Caroline had the same expression of disgust on their faces.

"He's in none of these rooms where the fuck is he!?"

C and Jack just shrugged. I was losing my hope but then I heard another scream. It was coming from the end of the corridor.

We looked at each other and then ran to the where the scream was coming from. There was a door that we didn't see before. I immediately kicked open the door and I froze at the scene in front of me.

Simon was chained to the wall and his chest was covered with cuts and there was a huge wound in his leg. Elijah was standing in front of him with a bloody knife and a jar with some kind of liquid. That son of a bitch!

"ELIJAH!"

At that, he turned around.

"Oh look at this my dear cousin and two of your friends I see."

Simon looked up and as he saw us a small smile formed on his lips. Then Caroline started to shout.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO HIM!?"

"Shut up you brat!"

"I wo-", I cut her off before Elijah would get mad at her.

"Caroline, stop. It's no use with him."

I turned back to Elijah.

"Let Simon go! He doesn't have to do anything with this."

"Cole, Cole, Cole. I will let him go. You just have to give me the title of the gang leader that's all."

I didn't know what to say. I could not let him take over the gang but I could also not let Simon die.

"Cole...it's fine just let him kill me. If I can't fight I don't mind if I die. And Caroline...my parents...Elijah did it."

My head snapped up and I looked at Simon. What's with his parents? He never talked about them now that I think of it...but what has Elijah to do with his parents?

Before I could say something Caroline started to talk again.

"Simon...we talked about this. Please don't...please don't say something like that. I'm sure you can continue to fight and you know we're always there for you."

Wait, did Simon already want to die in the past. No that can't be. He's always so cheerful. And did they just say he wants to die if he can't fight? It's all my fault.

"You can continue fighting, I promise. And I'll get you out of this situation."

He just smiled at me weakly.

"Thank you, Cole."

I smiled back at him but Elijah had to open that big mouth of his.

"Stop with this disgusting gay shit!"

I looked back at him and then I ran towards him.

I punched him in the face and pushed him against the wall.

"Shut the fuck up, Elijah!"

He just started to laugh.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh, nothing."

With that, he stabbed me in the stomach and I could hear Simon scream: "COLE, NO!"

I fell to the ground in pain.