Agent 3

Part 20:

Three:

++TRIGGER WARNING++

This couldn't be happening.

I couldn't be back here.

All the memories flooded back. Drowning my brain in the fear that accompanied them.

The mind games, the torture, everything.

Adrian.

"Three! Three!" Ace's voice brought me back out of my head.

I looked over to see him, his hands chained to the wall.

"Ace.." My voice almost at a whisper.

Anger filled me when I looked at him.

"You asshole you promised!" I yelled.

"Three I'm so-" Ace was cut of by a loud scream echoing around the rooms.

Mark.

"Adrian leave him out of this! You sick peice shit!" I screamed trying to get out of the chains.

Another yell of pain caused my head to spin.

"Adrian I swear to fucking god! This is between me and you. Not him!" My throat ached from all the yelling and screaming I had been doing.

I couldn't listen to this.

It was the same as before.

They are suffering because of me.

Just like my siblings.

Fuck.

What would make him stop?

I couldn't let Ace and Mark get hurt because of me.

Time to piss him off.

"Ace I need you to shout loud enough to get his attention ok? Make it sound bad." I lower my voice in case someone was listening.

This was a really bad idea but it should work.

Just piss him off enough.

"What why?" He questioned.

Let's hope this works.

I slammed my head back into the wall hard enough to start seeing double.

"What the- Three stop you're going to hurt yourself!" Ace's yell caused a ringing in my ears.

Holy shit that hurt.

I threw my head back again, Ace yelled again but his words were inaudible.

Just needed to make it look bad.

I heard the doors opening.

Perfect.

As I went to slam my head back again I felt a pair of hands grab my head keeping it still.

Adrian I'm guessing.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Adrian's angry voice gave me goosebumps.

He was very, very pissed.

"Like I said before I'd rather die then be here with you, you sick asshole! Just like last time I will find a way out and if I don't then I will just kill myself. Then my blood will be on your hands, prick... Hope you enjoy burying me as much as you do torturing me." My voice was filled with venom as I glared up at him.

I made sure to really stick it on him.

Get him angry enough.

I was seeing two of everything and I could feel myself slipping out of consciousness.