Virgil's point of view

I don't want to take my jacket off!

I want to go back home!

I want to go home and debate with Logan, bake with Patton and binge watch films with Roman!

I don't want to be here!

I know that if I don't take my shirt off, bad things will happen. But equally bad things will happen if I do.

I decide to stand my ground. But he asks again.

I remember the flashing blue lights that will come as they have done before. I stand my ground.

Then what I dread comes pouring out of his mouth. I heard everything.

The blue lights returned...

I was violently electrocuted. It stung like crazy!
Well, I guess another scar on my collection.

I retreated to my comfort ball. It being the only thing keeping me through. My jacket as well.

I try to stop the tears from streaming down my face. But a few skip down. Then the inevitable happens.

Another threat:

Virg, this is your last chance before me hurt one of your friends! You wouldn't want to see Princey with his pretty little skull bashed into the ground!

He knew that would break me.

It did...

I had finally shattered...

There was no hope left...

No matter how long you spend...

My pieces will never be brought together...

And I will never be whole again...

I admit my defeat and take my jacket off. I agree showing my bare skin. I'm not wearing a shirt under my jacket. That is one of the first things they took. As well as my pants...

I can feel pairs of eyes staring at me.
But... Different...

Before I finish my thought, the voices ring out again...

"Virgie, need you to do something..."

I can hear the sinister in his tone. He is only here for me. While the other is for the profit. I kno what they want. And I will give it to them...

Because I have been shattered...

"We have a guest here today, so can you show them your outfit~?" He ends with a purr in his voice. He is truly the worst of the two.

I go and take of my trousers...

Leaving me, in the underwear the provided.
I hate him. What he does to me will hurt more than any Lazer or beating. And he can hurt me more than the other times ten.

Because he digs in the mind.
Finds what makes your tick.
Finds what sets you off.
Finds what he can use against you.

For me, it wasn't hard...
I have weakness to go for days.
More than actual strengths.

"Virgie~ Do you wanna meet your guest? I think you might like him~"

Fuck him!

I wait silently...
I know what they want me to say.
But this glass still has some parts left intact!

But they are weak...

And he will knock the down in less than a day...

"Virg? Why haven't you answered? You know what we will have to make you do?" A sneer still plastering his voice.

"If you don't answer correctly, nine will come and play!"

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

I walk as far as I can, as far as my chain will let me. There was the box. I open the box.

I hear the hinges creek as I open it.

Inside, I what will truly break me.

He knows it will do the job.
I know it will do the job.
They know it will do the job.