ExperiMENTAL

Chapter 24~ Bleeding Out

  I woke stone cold and with a throbbing head. How many times did I have to pass out? I then opened my eyes to be greated with blinding white light. I blinked a few times to get adjusted.

  It was also then I noticed I was strapped down in a chair. I started to thrash violently at straps. As well as yelling.

  I only stoped when someone entered the room. Allen? Allen.

  Oh god. He said he was going to make me pay and now he was here to do it. Considering I couldn't move right now, I was dead.

  "So I know you had a talk with your dad. He told you the only reason you're not dead is because he hadn't given me the word yet, right? Well you'll be happy to hear he gave me the word, sweetcheeks. I just wanted to have some fun first." He greeted.

  Yup, I was dead. But even if these were my last moments of life, I wanted to go with my dignity. I didn't say anything and I  showed no fear. I wasn't going to give him that satisfaction.

  "Your choice, sugartits. This one or this one?" He held up two knives. One of them was rough looking and the other smooth, dull. Instead of answering, I held an intense scowl.

  "I take it that means you want the second one. A fun dull knife. I didn't know you were into pain?" He laughed. I looked away. This was going to hurt like a bitch.

  I could hear him walk towards me as his shoes clicked with the tile of the hard floor.

  "I was begining to worry it wasn't going to be me who murdered you." He dragged the flat side of the blade down my exposed arm. "Looks like I got my way!"

  He raised his voice before flipping the knife and cutting into my skin with the sharp side. Damn, I was right. This hurt like hell!

  I could see the blood run down my arm and stain the white floor. I started thrashing again. I had to get out!!!

  "Calm down. It'll be over before you know it." Allen cooed. I couldn't stop shaking.

  Then he slashed the knife right below my colar bone and immense pain tore through that area. I refused to yell or scream or give him satisfaction. Instead, I held my intense glare.

  "Ohh," He smirked. "Don't wanna scream? Come on, do it. We both know you want to. Scream my name! Yell for me to stop!" I looked away.

  "Guess I'll have to work for it." He concluded.

  He began to hum a tune as he slashed my cheek. I winced. I could feel my blood flowing down my face. I bit my lip as I was determened to stay silent.

  He growled out of frustration. He started slashing at my arms and my stomach through my shirt. They were pretty deep, but with so many of them happening at the same time, I could hardly feel it anymore.

  Then he had had enough. He took the knife and held it in a stabbing position. He stabbed my hand into the arm rest! At this I finnaly gave in. I screamed.

  "STOP, ALLEN. STOP!" I yelled.

  "It speaks." He grinned with satisfaction. I was breathing heavily and could again feel my pulse raging through my ears. "Thank you for your time, but I really have to go, so we're done here."

  He removed the knife from my hand, which made me shriek, and stabbed my stomach. I gasped. I didn't scream, but I gasped. Another gagging hole in my stomach.

  He laughed, but he abruptly stoped when he realized I wasn't dying. "What the hell, you freak?!" I knew this my only advantage.

  "Don't you know? You can't kill someone who's already dead." I gave out a sad laugh.

  "Fuck that." He took the knife and walked out of the room. That was when I got worried.

  Just because I couldn't die immediately like normal, I could die in some time. So there I sat, bleeding out slowly. If I couldn't get out of here, it was the end for me. No getting out of it this time.

  A/n: OMG so much this chapter. Who knows, is this the end for our precious Marki. Who knows? Maybe I'm that evil, maybe I'm not. Pretty much reaching the end of this story. I'm planning on one more chapter then an Epilogue. So yeah, stay tuned.

  ~~~Sugar~~~