Warning: violence

I woke up feeling like everything was spinning. My senses came back together overwhelming me. I wasn't ready to feel all that.

I felt the pain around my neck, I was sure there were bruises. I felt the pain and the itchiness on the back of my head.

I could smell the repulsive scent around the room. I wanted to cut off my nose.

Maybe I'll ask Colton to do it I'm sure he would do it in a flash happily.

And I felt the cold metal chair I was sitting on and the metal things attached to the chair that held me in place.

I couldn't move and that made me panic, but I had to stay calm or else I couldn't think right.

But the thought that there was no escape tortured me and I couldn't really think straight since I felt all this pain from my wounds plus the terrible back pains from the uncomfortable hard chair.

I couldn't really see well yet, my vision was still blurry, but I could make out a figure kneeling in front of me.

"Wakey wakey" his voice echoed in the empty room.

Can he shut up?

"How do you feel sissy?"

Just peachy.

I wasn't going to speak to him. Not at all. I didn't care about how mad he would get, what he would do to me, what I would go through. I would not speak to him.

The only thing I wanted to ask him was where Sarah was, but I knew if I did he would play mind games with me driving me mad and I wasn't up for that. I knew Caleb wouldn't let anything bad happen to her after all.

I could just pray Uncle Rob was safe on the road.

"Cat got your tongue?" He chuckled
"Come on, speak to me" he sang sickeningly sweet. "Speak bitch" His voice suddenly dropped several tones lower. "Fine. Since you're not going to speak maybe I should cut your tongue" I saw him stand up and get scissors from the self full of pointy shiny things.

"Colton, come here we got work" I recognized this voice as Caleb's. Maybe it was accidentally but he had saved me and my tongue.

"Next time I come here you better be speaking" He pouted at me with the scissors and threw me a glare.

He unlocked the prison-like bar door and went out before locking it again and walking away.

For the next hours or so, I sat there on that chair feeling completely drained out. I felt like it was over. Like I shouldn't fight anymore, but I wouldn't go down without a fight. I would fight till death, I knew I wasn't going to make it out alive anyway.

This was worse than prison. This was hell.

Maybe he did kill me before and now I'm in hell.

I'm offended I didn't go to heaven.

I kept slipping in and out of consciousness, sometimes seeing happy dreams and others, terrifying nightmares.

I enjoyed the piece without him here because I knew when he comes back he was going to play with my mind.

I heard footsteps and panicked thinking it was him. I looked up weakly and saw Caleb looking at me with pity in his eyes.

I hated when they looked at me with pity, I wasn't weak I was a fighter.

"If you're just going to stand there and pity me then just get your sorry butt and leave" I hissed as loud as I could so he could hear it. He widened his eyes as he looked lost for words.

"I really am sorry Ari, but you know I'm loyal to your brother for my own reasons"

I shook my head clenching my jaw.

"You see him killing people, being the crazy jerk he is and still you are loyal to him. You're no better than him Caleb. I thought you were better but now I realize you are the same thing" The anger that was building up in me was unbearable, it burnt me.

"I'm not I promise"His voice shook and his eyes were glossy.

"You know how to pretend so well" I pointed out shaking my head. "I hate you" I hissed.

But I didn't. Even now I cared about him, but I was so angry I didn't know how to express it.

"Don't say that" He whispered. "Aria, I love you"

I laughed.

"You love me? If you loved me you wouldn't bare to see me like this. Barely conscious and covered in my own blood. You don't love me you can't love"

"Stop"

"I'm angry Caleb. I'm hurt and angry" I broke down crying.

"I know I'm sorry I promise I'll make it up to you" He whispered with his head hung.

"How's Sarah?" I asked weakly after a long pause.

"She's okay. She hates me right now but she's okay. She's demanding to see you" He gave me a sad smile.

"Don't let her see me like this"

She couldn't see me in this situation. She would go ballistic.

"I won't Ari, don't worry"

"Caleb what the fuck are you doing here?" I heard his loathfull voice and his footsteps coming closer.

"I just came to check on her" Caleb had put his cold mask on again. Around my brother he was a cold person while around us his personality melted into a warm loving boy.

"She doesn't need to be checked" He hissed and spat at me. Fortunately his germs didn't reach my skin. "Leave us alone" He ordered.

Caleb did as told and left us after giving me a sorry look.

"Now-" He unlocked my cage and walked in. "-it's time to play" He said with a sick smile.

He is sick. Twisted. Crazy. Mad. Insane.

"Remember how we used to play in the backyard when we were little?" He asked fiddling with his rings. "I missed playing with my little sister. I have developed our games and now it will be far more exciting" He clapped and chuckled sickly.

He walked closer to me and pull my head back but my hair. I remained as silent as I could. I couldn't satisfy him with my pain.

And for the next hour I had to remain silent.

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Once he was gone I stayed there lying on the ground in my own pool of blood. I didn't have the strength to move. The blood stained my bare legs and the large white shirt I had been wearing since I woke up in here.

His games were horrible and sick. He kept hitting me, punching me with the heavy rings on his fingers. He played with my mind and when I remained silent he got angry and hit me even more.

The games that every child knows had turned into a nightmare now.

I was sure he belongs in a mental asylum.

Or maybe hell.

I felt my eyes water as I started thinking about all the time we used to spend together when we were kids. He used to be such a good big brother. Why did he go crazy like that?

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As the time went on I became completely lost. I didn't know what time it was. I didn't know if it was day or night. I was just completely lost and it was driving me crazy.

Of course Colton would bring me food and water. He even cried and said sorry when he saw me covered in blood that day he played his games with me.

He treated my wounds and cried and said sorry over and over hugging me careful not to hurt me, but I just stayed there emotionless.

He hasn't hurt me ever since, he only comes back to bring me food and water and check on me. Of course sometimes he would get mad and hit me a little, but he would regret it after.

The food was actually disgusting.

I missed Alexander's cooking. I missed him so much in general.

I missed his warm comforting hugs, his kisses that made you forget every worry, his deep soothing voice, his cool manly cologne, his soft midnight black hair, his dark blue eyes that were beyond beautiful, just everything about him.

I wondered what he was doing, if he cared that I was gone, if he was searching for me.

I was so close to losing hope in him, but I didn't want to because he asked me to trust him. He said he would protect me at any cost.

He can't give up on me now right?

He won't let me rot here forever.

I had to have faith in him or else I would lose all hope and that wasn't the best choice right now.

"Aria"

Not again.

He looked and sounded angry and when he was angry I was his punching bag.

He walked over to me and pulled me by my hair to look at me.

"Will you ever speak or what!" He yelled in my face. "You are so boring" He hissed and spat at me.

I am disgusted.

"You know what? Since you don't really use that tongue of yours maybe I should cut it off"

Gosh I think this time he is serious.

"Let's play rock paper scissors then. If I win then I'll get to cut that useless tongue of yours"

I nodded my head hesitantly. I knew if I didn't he would do worse.

"Rock paper scissors"

I closed my eyes flinching, but I knew since he wasn't laughing like the lunatic he was he hadn't won.

"Two more, if I don't win we'll save that tongue for another time"

I once again closed my eyes, but again didn't hear him laughing, he sighed instead.

"Rock paper scissors" He said for the last time. "Well look at that" I could hear the grin in his voice.

Oh nononono, God have mercy on me because he won't.

"Time to say goodbye" He sang standing up to pull a pair of scissors from the shelf. He opened my mouth by force and pulled out my tongue hurting me in the process.

I could feel the cold scissors around my tongue when we heard the sound.

The loud deafening sound that was my salvation.