Into Insanity

Chapter 11: Thoughts

The gun fires but I don't hear or feel it. I'm just in a daze or state where everything is completely still.

I notice my surroundings and I know, I'm not dead. Vaas had come at me with such great speed, he tackled me to ground and landed on me. He was coming at me so fast, he couldn't stop. I'm instantly trying to catch my breath, Vaas had landed on me and knocked the breath out of me as I hit the wooden floor. I feel his hands frantically grab my face. He turns my head to the left looking at the right side of my head, at my forehead. I began to cough and take big breaths, panting.

He then looks at me and begins to laugh, while also catching his breath. My ears are still ringing, so I see him laughing but I can't hear anything. I feel the blood run down my face. Vaas is still laughing, "missed!" I see his lips move, "You fucking missed!" He starts laughing again, even harder than he's ever before but I can't even focus on him, I'm still catching my breath.

After awhile Vaas finally stops laughing immediately, and realizes what I had just done, and what I tried to do, "....the fuck?" Sound starts coming back to me, "...What you think you're fucking doing, Jason? Hm? What? What are you, leaving? Were you trying to leave? You wanted to fucking leave me?" He yells in my face with his knees on either side of me, straddling me.  He grabs the collar of my shirt and put our faces close, "You can't fucking leave! No, no, no, no, no please! Alright you can't fucking leave!" He throws me back on the ground and punches the left side of my face, "I fucking gave you everything!" He punches me again, "I gave you shelter..." another one, " weapons..." another one, "a fucking life!" I knew he was going to punch me again so I put my hands up to block him but he pushed them down and, instead, punched the right side of my face, "I fucking feed you, invite you into my home, give you shelter, give you weapons! I even paid for some expensive fucking pussy!" He lands more punches, "So what? Was that not enough? Was this not what you wanted? Hm?"

As Vaas keeps talking, I feel the blood gushing down face and swelling even more than it was, I'm in terrible pain, I wish I had died. That's all my mind is telling me, just die, stop fighting. I black out, passing out. I wake up to Vaas standing up beside me, "What the fuck? Were you listening? Huh? No?" He lands his boot right in my stomach, making me loose my breath again. I roll and instinctively curl up into a ball on my side and he throws his boot to my face, turning me back over on my back. I loose thought, "Look Jason! Fucking look!" He grabs my face and forces me to look at him. I'm lost in my thoughts and his voice comes creeping back, very calm and soothing now, "... you know, that's no way to treat your host. You're only fucking friend, Jason." He crouches next to me feeling my wound, "You use my weapons, my bullets, to destroy my property... my prisoners... you disrespect my camp, everything. You know... you fucking white American prick, you are going to learn some fucking manors." He says so calmly it sends chill through me.

He moves his hand down to my mouth, and covers it and my nose, to the point where I can't breath. I didn't notice at first... he just kept talking, "I really, really believed in you Jason... I still do hermano. You just... you need to fucking learn. And it, it really kills me to see you like this. It's not fucking good." He says so soothingly. I then finally notice that I can't breath. My eyes go wide, and I start to fight. I honestly didn't want to fight, I want to die. I don't want to live this life anymore. Besides I don't want to know what 'teaching me manors' means.

Instinctively, my body fights. Kicking and punching, grabbing Vaas' shirt and pulling it everywhere, trying so hard to get him off.

After a while, my tired arms give out. They hit the ground and my mind starts swimming, vision turning to a blur, seeing a plain white room. I let it take me away...

.... light, sound, smell, everything begins to come back to me. I look to my left and find Vaas sitting on the ground, next to me. His arms on his knees. Blood is all over his hands and I realize mine are being held. Carlos grips my wrists and is holding them. Vaas stands up, noticing me being awake, "You don't get to leave that easily hermano, no, no, no, no, you're staying. Carlos will fucking fix you up. Again. Then Jason... me and you, I'm going to teach you some fucking manors. Some respect!"