Living In The Past

Treason

"Let's get to the point, do you have any information about the mole ?" My mother slowly asked.

"A mole ? What is she talking about ?" I thought. I must had taken too much time to answer, because I recieved a rough slap on my right cheek, coming from my brother.
I gasped in surprise and looked at him with horror in my eyes.

"Answer her !!" He screamed, approaching his face close to mine.

His behavior broke the last part of me that wasn't broken yet. My vision got blurred from the liquid of sadness. I lowered my eyes, terrified about what was coming next, and hurt by my brother treason. So everything Ash said was true.
"Should I've trusted him ?" I asked myself.
Another slap, more powerful, landed on my other cheek.
This time, I screamed. Tears rolled down my face before I could stop them.

"Seriously ? We barely touched you" my mother laughed.

A cruel, cold, laugh.

"Now you are going to answer ! Do you know anything about the mole ?" She asked louder, approaching closer to me.

"I don't... don't... kno-" I started to sob.

She put one arm one each side of me, and strongly kneed my balls. I yelled in pain again.

"I know you know something, don't you dare lie to me ! After all, you've been fucking with the son ! Maybe their headquarters position ?" The vile woman exclaimed.

Even if I went to their headquarters, I had no idea of its position. I had no idea about the mole thing either, but didn't care. I was hurt, physically, and emotionally. Being betrayed by the last person I could trust hurt me so much I still have no words to describe the feeling.
I was crying uncontrollably, when William, my brother, punched me on the lips.

"Talk now !" He ordered slowly, making a pause between the words.

I felt lower lips bleeding and looked down, praying for this moment to end.

"Please... please stop... I don't know any-" I cried loudly.

William grabbed my hair, and yanked my head back so I could look at him.

"You little bitch won't talk don't you ?" He sarcastically asked, with the same cruelty my mother had.

Seeing him was even worst than hearing it. I could feel his hatred. "Why the hell does my entire family hate me ?!" I asked myself.

"What should we do William ?" The latter asked, a glint of excitement enlightening her eyes.

"Maybe some electric torture will help him recover his memories" he said.

My eyes widened in shock, as I started to beg louder.

"No, no please I don't know anything I swear !" I yelled, burting into tears.

Before I knew it, he emptied a full bucket of cold water on me before putting electrodes on my skin.
I screamed as loud as I could, following my survical instincts. A guy entered the room, and came to me, a gag in his hands.
I tried to close my mouth but he was too quick.
He forced the gag in my mouth, and left.
My screams were now absorbed.

"Well, let's start low intensity, the torture will be more interesting that way" my mother suggested.

I tried to scream without any success.
Suddenly, electric current went through my muscle, contracting them.

"Mmmmmmmh !!!!" I yelled in pain through the gag.

"Talk !" My mother screamed.

I prayed for this torture to stop. Fortunately, it stopped soon after. I felt my body relax.
But the following moment, a new wave, more intense, invaded my body.
They kept on going, and soon, I passed out.

............

I woke up, and immediatly felt pain when I tried to move. My muscles were sore from the electric shocks.
I felt dizzy, and my vision slowly adapted to the light in the room. To my dismay, I was still in the same room.
I tried to get up but remembered I was tied to the chair.

"You're awake"

I recognised my mother's voice, and I moved my eyes around. My brother had left, but Arthur was there. The guy who died for me was standing in front of me.

"Surprise !" She sarcastically said.

I froze. How could that be possible ?!

"You must have so much questions. We found him after the car crash. Johan and you had disappeared but Arthur was there, almost dead. I saved him" She explained, with cruelty filling her voice.

I wanted to speak so bad but couldn't. I tried to scream again, but there was nothing I could do.

"You left me that night. I can't believe you did this to me. I sacrified myself and you just left me" he said, slowly approaching me.

I bursted into tears and tried to move as strongly as I could, ignoring the pain. I needed to tell him what really happened. That was the worst torture they could've done to me.
He hit me with his right arm, which was bionic.
I was a sobbing mess.

"I lost one of my arm, had internal bleeding and had been in a coma for 3 months ! Where were you ?!" He yelled, punching me again.

I couldn't stand the injustice.

I tried to look at him, but knew the control my bitch of a mother had on him was too strong. She manipulated him during an entire year, and I couldn't even defend myself.

She must had known who he was to me, and saved him in order to make me suffer.

"WHY ?!" he yelled at my ear.

His voice invaded my already in pain brain, and I passed out after one last punch.