"What's going on?! Why am I tied!? What's happening?!" Payton screamed.
"Wakey wakey," I smiled.
She squirmed around in her hair, but failed to escape. It felt amazing to finally after all these years have the bastards who killed my mom and many other innocent lives all under my control. It felt so right to be doing this. I, till this day, still don't regret any of it. If I could go back and do it again, I would.
"Who are you?! Why do you have us all tied up!?" She looked at her husband. "Why- what is that?"
"It's an electrical simulator, used for eliciting muscle contractions using electric impulses." I replied. "Or sometimes used on the brain for those who are mentally unstable." I would purposely walk back and forth with my giant Katana, which my dad had given to me for receiving my black belt in taekwondo when I was fourteen, to scare the living hell out of them. My dad wasn't too smart on the history behind taekwondo and karate, but I still accepted his gift. It was fake though. A fourteen year old girl going through puberty shouldn't have a real Katana within reach. It was metal, but it wasn't real. I couldn't kill someone with it unless I really tried.
"Well, well, well," Harry looked at me. "Will you look at that." He smirked.
Payton screamed. "Let me go!"
I had everything planned out precisely.
"Yeah, sure, why not?" I laughed. "I mean, it's not like all those innocent lives you took begged to be freed, right?"
Payton froze at my words and I looked at her. "I'm sure my mom never begged." I continued.
"She didn't, she enjoyed being tied up." Louis said.
I've never hit someone so hard before in my life.
"Now that you say that," I looked at Harry. "Your son is quite the man in bed, Harry." I smiled. "Or should I say Edward." He tried to break free, but failed. "I'll make sure to tell him you had a very nice trip, Styles."
He was angry, which is what I wanted. I wanted him to feel the worst pain possible.
"What are you doing? No! No!" Payton screamed as I rolled her into the kitchen.
I tied Payton to a rolling chair and began rolling her towards the kitchen. It was almost two in the morning. I had to do this quick.
"You're not going to get away with this." Harry said through his gritted teeth.
"You did. What makes you think I can't?" I smiled and continued rolling the screaming Payton towards the kitchen. Louis yelled so many things, but all I remember was laughing at him.
"I'm not going to make this quick." I told Payton who continued screaming. "Skinning someone alive, it must've taken hours, right?"
"Please don't do this," she cried. "I- I didn't even have anything to do with it."
"No of course not, people never have anything to do with it when karma catches up to them." I walked behind her. "Look in front of you." I demanded, but she continued crying as she looked at stove which was boiling water. "It's been boiling at high for about forty minutes now." She cried harder. "You remember Rose Winters, don't you?"
"Please, please, please let me go!" She yelled for help. She was growing desperate, mad.
I walked over to the stove and placed the oven glove on before grabbing the boiling pan. It was a decent size pan. Not enough to kill her, but plenty enough to torture her with. I placed the pan on her bare thighs and she screamed louder than before.
"I bet Rose didn't enjoy this very much either." I told her. I rolled her over to the table and placed the pan on the table. Third degree burns were everywhere on her skinny ass thighs. I remember her spitting in my face and telling me that I had disgusting eyes, so I replied with something else.
"Really? I think they're pretty." I faced her towards me. "Yours however, are so blue and big. I would kill for your eyes." After telling her that, I grabbed a fistful of hair and shoved her face into the boiling face three times, just because it felt right. I made sure to leave her in the water for thirty-five seconds, sometimes I would leave her there for a whole minutes, just so she could feel what Rose and my mother felt. Begging to stop, but never stopping.
Like I stated previously, my intention wasn't to kill her, so I rolled back into the room where the other two were at, as if nothing happened.
"One down, two to go." I smiled in Louis' direction. "You," I walked over to him. "My friend Max would've loved to be here for this. Do you remember Lori?" His face was the funniest thing ever to watch as the words left my mouth. "He loved Lori so much. It just happens to be that you took her away from him." I got in face. "Just like you took my mom away from me." I flipped the switch and before I knew it, he was receiving a harmful amount of medium voltage, electric shocks to his brain. I left him there brain dead for a while, before continuing. Again, my intention wasn't to fully kill them yet.
However, Harry was my favorite. I said a handful of things to that coward. Nothing of which I will repeat, because it's none of your business. Who would've thought that acid would be so much fun to play with. Watching his face, his arms, his neck, his eyes melt before me was the most satisfying thing I have ever done.
