My mind was too hazed to wonder where they were taking me. Wondering if the victims left alone and bereaved by my very own stupidity will come for me, if they do, what do I say, how do I explain that I got their families killed with my own stupidity.
I was not at all expecting to be brought back to my room where I had always been released to after being punished for trying to escape not knowing a few more lives were lost to all my attempts.
I saw Don move to the side of the walls leading to the closet pressing a button I didn't know existed, his eyes were scanned and a sliding sound resounded in the dead silent room retrieving a golden object, he walked back to where we stood.
I couldn't help but lift my head to watch them my bone jerking and instincts running in disarray. Run while you still can the red lights screamed in my head... What were they doing.
I watched the dark silent conversation they had with their eyes cautiously. And whatever telepathic arguments they were having this time, Don had won and my stomach did a big flip at that, almost making me throw my entire guts out. If only I hadn't emptied them in the grave yard.
Don't use... I heard Dan's voice echo in the room and for the first time I noticed it lacked it's usual cheekiness. He wasn't referring to me as I traced his line of sight, his glare was directly boring into Don's eyes.
This was bad... At some point I had begun to effortlessly struggle in his arms.
However when I saw Don's smile although not entirely a smile, just a good smirk, good enough to suck the life left out of me, almost on instinct I begun to struggle harder.
"I won't... I'll just teach her a few..."
His deep dark voice replied to whatever question it was Dan had asked.
"Come Pur, let me show you how bad you've been."
She wouldn't wish to leave us anymore when I'm done....
Leave us? Leave? It means he knew I'd tried to escape too...
My assumptions were right, he really was being kept away by someone and I knew who that someone was now...Dan. Seeing the silent conversation going on between the now, I couldn't help but feel i was being led to a slaughter house, the butcher no other than Don, the silent grim looking reaper. I knew I shouldn't have belittled his stoned expression...
I promise, that was the longest sentence I had ever heard the man say and yet that, that gave me no closure. If anything I thrashed harder.
I watched him press whatever it was that he held in his hand, a key,
... to open what exactly ?....
A room, it was a room... A large one as such.
Who would have thought.....
My words are stuck in my mind's throat as I see what hid behind the walls I once plotted my escape, a voice almost regretful whispered in my mind, If I knew what was behind here maybe I never would've dared to plan an escape. I looked at Don's face the smirk now a full on grin.
"Come now sweetness let's have fun." And if not for the crazed smile on his face she would've thought he was an actual young adult asking to visit somewhere fun with his companion. However that was not at all the look of a normal person. She was wrong, Dom wasn't cold or controlled or cool, he was deranged a psychopath, his facade so good she had fallen for it. Whatever coldness he had shown before were probably to hide the vile demons that now popped up around his head so proudly.
. And now after he let his demons out, it was no wonder he looked so relieved, so much like how he really is supposed to be. How did she miss this?
She almost subconsciously looked back at Dan for help only to see him also grinning, this time a genuine grin adorned his face as he stared at his brother then me, as though he was going to have the most fun of his life.
He walked closer to me, where Dom almost instinctively tucked me closer to him possessively before loosening his grip as though realizing his mistake and reining in his demons.
"Woah brother, let's tuck in our demons a little longer, we'll be having so much fun later." His voice was jovial, his glance at Dom though was nothing but, she could literally read the words "don't go too far" from his eyes.
"I won't kill her ... I heard Dom's deep voice whisper. He sounded convincing but not enough to the person who was in his arms the object to those words was not at all calm, and my trashing and bitting and gripping did not stop!
Dan stared shorter this time as though their telepathic conversation could no longer go on in their haste.
" ....Good..." He finally caved. And did it matter that my heart dropped to my belly at his giving in to his vile brother?
No, After all Dan the twin if thought wicked and pestering a few hours ago was maybe my only hope to escaping whatever hell they were going to put me through.
"Lets go fulfil some responsibilities and have real fun..."
"Little purple..., don't die..."
No....
" No ...no... Don't, don't take me there.... I promise I won't run anymore, I promise.....No no... Dan trust me... Don.. Don ....
Please....