{BOOK 1} I Thought We Would Be Safe - Paulkins/TGWDLM fanfic

Chapter 20 - Pain

WARNING: from now on there will be lots of violence, blood and some character deaths. Please don't read this if that bothers you!

Emma looked at the man, who turned around to grab something off the dining table. A small blade. "Why are you doing this? I know you want to kill me. Just get it over with."

The man smirked and kneeled beside her, the blade dangerously close to her throat, "I could just kill you here and now, but what's fun about that? Let me have some fun before I kill you. This isn't about you. It's about the fact that PEIP fired me for wanting to do my job. Because if you think about it, I was right: if we keep the survivors of all those apocalypses alive, the information is very likely to spread." Emma jerked away from the blade, not even paying attention to his words anymore. "So I want my revenge. I'm recording your screams and sending them to PEIP. I may have killed all the agents here in Colorado, but there are a lot of other agents in other parts of the United States, or even the rest of the world." He grabbed her chin and forced her to look into his eyes. "So don't be afraid to scream."

He let her go and grabbed his phone to record what was happening. After he put his phone down on the table, he walked to the other side of the room. He lifted the blade to throw it at her. Emma closed her eyes and felt something fly next to her arm her arm. The man cursed. He had missed.

Emma opened her eyes, and she saw him grab another blade off the table and throw it at her. She could feel it pierce through the skin of her shoulder, but it took a few seconds until she felt the pain. She screamed and tears rolled down her face. Emma tried to grab her shoulder, but the restraints around her wrists stopped her.

He smirked and came closer to her. Emma looked away, she didn't want to see the smile on his face. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on something else than her shoulder.

The front door opened, and she heard footsteps coming closer. She opened her eyes, and she could see a tall woman standing in the doorway. That woman was also on the picture the colonel had sent, Emma remembered, but she couldn't remember until Tom spoke. "Hello Michelle, do you want to say hi to Emma? Or should I say..." He locked eyes with her, "Kelly."

Emma would've rolled her eyes or made a snarky comment if she would be in any other situation, but right now she was too terrified to talk or move.

The woman crouched in front of her. "So Kelly. How are you? No, actually, I don't care." She grabbed the blade with her thumb and index finger and slowly pushed it deeper into Emma's flesh. She smirked when Emma let out a pained scream, "Ow, does that hurt? Well get over it!"

Her hand had hit Emma's face before she could progress what was happening. Tears stung in Emma's eyes, and she saw Tom smile. The woman walked towards him and kissed his cheek, "I'm going to see my parents. Good luck with her." She gestured towards Emma and left the room, her heels clicking on the tiles.

"Goodbye, love!" Tom called out, before turning to Emma. "I think we had enough fun for today. Our playdate is over."

He grabbed a gun from the table. Emma's eyes widened and he chuckled when he saw the fear in her eyes. "I had a fun time, but don't have any more time; I have some other people to kill. Next up: your boyfriend, Ben. Or Paul, whatever you want to call him."

"Don't you dare touch him! I will kill you!" she screamed, tugging at the restraints.

Tom laughed, "Oh Emma, do you really think that? I have a gun, and you have nothing. You're tied to a chair and even if you weren't, you can't even walk. So I will kill you first. And then I'll look for your boyfriend as soon as possible. Maybe you'll even be reunited later today, in hell." He loaded his gun. "Any last words?"

"Paul, I love you." Emma whispered under her breath.