Survival

Chapter 61

 All Jack was able to focus on was finishing as fast as he can. When he eventually did, he pulled out of Elsa who grew silent and frozen in the middle of the situation. She stopped crying and screaming. Even the pain from her wounds didn't faze her.

He collapsed to his knees after finishing and pulling his zipper up. He turned aside and threw up.

Jack can't believe what he did. He just did an unforgivable and unspeakable crime.

He looks up and meets Rapunzel's shocked gaze. The look on her face shatters him––the look of betrayal and bewilderment. Jack looks away.

The men from earlier make their way to him and haul him back to where they tie him up. And Jack does not have the strength to fight them. And he didn't fail to notice the way Rapunzel scooted away from him as they bound him once again.

"Way to go, Frost," Luke chimes in and laughs, "I didn't think you had it in you."

Sick demented bastard.

"A-Alright," Jack rasped, "I did what you asked, now let us go."

Luke walks across the room and pulls out something from a bag that was cleverly placed in the shadowed corner of the room. He  holds a weird-looking object and places it behind his back.

"But the thing is...I never actually promised I'd let her go. You two––despite my hatred for both you and Rapunzel––are free. But Elsa isn't going anywhere."

"Quit playing your stupid games, you sick bastard," Rapunzel shouts in pure wrath. "Jack did what you asked, now let the three of us go!"

Luke chuckles at her, "I admire your sharp tongue, Rapunzel. Bold of you to speak to me like that  especially when I am the one with the gun." And he pointedly glances at Elsa, a silent warning in his cold eyes that say if Rapunzel says another word, he has no issue in pulling the trigger for the third time.

Rapunzel senses his warning and keeps her mouth closed.

Both Jack and Rapunzel watch in horror as Luke walks closer to Elsa. One of the other men in the room walk to him and hand him a cloth that they had stashed somewhere.

"What are you doing?" Jack whispers lowly that Luke probably didn't hear.

"I made no promises," Luke answers while fidgeting with the cloth. "To be honest I wasn't expecting for you Jack to actually have the balls to fuck her. I thought you had morals."

Jack looks down at the floor feeling overwhelmed. "What are you saying?"

"I wasn't actually going to kill her. I just wanted to see if you were willing to risk it all for her. Who knew you would do what I said."

He wasn't going to kill her. It was a test. A test that I failed. I ended up hurting Elsa for no reason.

Luke smiles at Elsa who still lays on the bed, her back turned to Jack and Rapunzel as if not wanting to look at them. He sits on the bed and blocks Jack's view of her. "I don't want Elsa dead because I have other plans for her."

Jack's vision turns red when Luke places the cloth over Elsa's mouth. She jumps at the contact but within seconds she settles down and stops moving.

"Shhhhh," Luke soothes, brushing Elsa's pale hair from her bruised face, "just go to sleep."

With his mouth gaped open, Jack watches in confusion as Luke lifts Elsa off the bed––her bare legs dangle over one arm while her upper body drops over the other.

"Elsa!" Jacks calls out with an attempt to wake her up. He needs her to know how sorry he is. Elsa needs to know that he did what he did to save her life. She had a gun to her throat for crying out loud. Luke might say he would't have killed her but he is a loose canon––who knows what Luke actually meant to do or not.