Chapter 11 The Darkroom

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Max

I started to wake up... Everything was blurred a so bright. I hear someone talk but I don't understand it. Gosh, I feel so weak. I can't even move... I can't control my body! I closed my eyes because of the unpleasantly bright light, but that voice makes me open it again.

Nathan: "Max! --- Max! --- Wake up! "

Is that Nathan? What happened? Auch... My head... I can't even think. Even if I want to answer him... I can't...

The only thing I could do was helplessly lying on the cold floor and listened to his sweet voice calling my name.

Nathan

Nathan: "Max! Please! Wake up! "

Jefferson: "Stop whimpering like a baby... you know what this shit can do..." He smirks. He knows how to really pissed me off.

Nathan: "If I wasn't tie up to this fucking chair I will..."

Jefferson: "What? Kill me? Oh Nathan... " He gets closer. "You can't even kill yourself... I thought I was for you something like a father figure and... you really disappointed me. It's such a waste. "

Nathan: "Why didn't you tell me... about Rachel? "

Jefferson: "Wait how the--- Oh... I get it now... right Max? " He kneeled and grab her chin. "What a waste of talent... both of you..."

Nathan: "Get your hands off her fucker! "

Jefferson: "Then why don't you stop me Nathan? Oh... I know... You can't... you shouldn't have been so stupid in the first place when you decided to tell her everything. But the real question is... Why? " He looked deep into my eyes, then at Max. He released a quiet laugh. "No way..." He said mockingly. "You think she would be interested in someone like you? Well, you overcame yourself... I mean... I've never expected that. I always thought you're into girls like for example Victoria Chase..."

I don't have any words for what he said about Max... and honestly? I know it sounds ridiculous... But that wasn't the part of the sentence that captured my attention.

Nathan: "W-What about Vic? Where is she? "

Jefferson: "Don't worry... I'm about to find a nice place... Not like Rachels..." He smirks.

Max

Ugh! My head... I feel even worse but I can move a little. The floor was cold and my hands were tied with tape. The bright white light shone into my eyes... Still, I could hear the sound of taking pictures and Jefferson's voice. Fucking psycho... He screamed at me... but I didn't listen and keep fighting with the tape. Without warning, he grabbed a fist of my hair and whispered that I better stop moving so much.

A shiver went through my body when I felt his breath around my ear. Nathan interrupted him in the middle of it. I couldn't hear exactly what they were saying but it was obvious that Nathan was screaming at him to leave me alone. Meanwhile, I tried to fight with the tape again, but it was obvious that Jefferson didn't like it. He grabs something from the table... and then I felt something sharp in my neck... that bastard give me another dose to calm me down... The last thing I remember was Jefferson going to Nathan...

Here we are again. I woke up... I hope that's the last time asshole! I blink several times before I could see. Ok, Jefferson is gone and... Nathan too... Where is he?! Then I realized that I was tied to the chair where he was before... I started to scream for help, for someone, for... Nathan but... it was useless. I tried to release myself from the tapes. Ouch! These straps hurt! One of the tapes tore off and released my right leg. Finally! I'm free! Almost...

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