The Deal

15

Mark's pov

"Gus, let her go. I will not fight. You can do whatever you want to me." I begged.

"Nope, this is more fun." He took his time, picking out a weapon.

"This makes no sense! Why don't you just leave her alone and hurt me?"

"Mark." Amy said, "It is okay, I can handle it."

"You don't have too!"

I tried to get out of the restants but he had them pretty tight.

"Keep fighting, it is fun to watch." Gus said laughing as he walked over to me. "I promise I will not touch her sexually. But it will be fun to watch you freak out." He had a metal pipe in his hand.

"LEAVE HER OUT OF THIS!" I stared at the pipe, that thing can break a few ribs and her skull if he hits her in the head.

His lips curled into an evil smile, he walked over to her then took a swing into her gut.

"NO!" I screamed as I pulled on the restraints, trying to pull them off of me.

"Mark, I am okay." Amy's voice showed the pain.

"Gus, I am literally giving you a once in a lifetime opportunity to beat the fuck out of me. Why are you not taking it?" I looked up at him.

"Because this is more fun." He took another swing at Amy, hitting her in the same spot.

She didn't make any noises which angered him.

"Gus, enough. You made your point." I pleaded, still trying to break free.

"I don't think I did."

He went back to his box of hell, as he picked thought I kept fighting the ropes around my wrist. He got heavy duty rope and tied it very tight. I need to break free, he will kill Amy if I don't.

"Amy, I am so sorry." I said, holding in the tears.

"It's okay, this is not your fault. You didn't know he would do this. I am fine. I have had worse." She forced a smile.

"Gus, let her rest. Go after me for a little." I looked at him.

He had something long and flat in his hand; it wasn't a pipe.

"What the hell is that?" I asked.

"I don't know, but let's see if it hurts."

He aimed for her face then took a huge wack at her.

"NO! STOP!" I was almost free, I can feel the ropes giving.

He hit her again, blood came from her mouth and nose.

The site of her blood did it. I pulled on the ropes, breaking them.

"No, they are supposed to hold you."  Gus said, backing away.

I lunged at him, reaching for his neck. Once my hand made contact with his skin, I gripped his neck and forced him into the wall. After watching his eyes roll into the back of his head, I dropped him to the ground.

I rushed to find something to clean Amy up with, once I found a clean rag I took a knife from the small of her back.

"I am so sorry." I said as I cut her free.

"I am okay." She said as blood dripped from her nose.

I cleaned her face, trying to not hurt her.

"Mark, my stomach." She said weakly.

I lifted her shirt up, she is covered in bruises.

"I will get an ice pack when we get home."

She smiled a little but fell into me.