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The cold steel of the blade against my arm took the warmth right out of my skin, there was nothing else in the room apart from me and that knife. I tried not to show my fear that was seeping through me but, it came pouring out me as did my blood as he sliced it over my flesh. I kept my mouth closed but, I'm pretty sure they could hear my pathetic screams. I didn't say anything as he made his way around my body slicing the skin open. I hissed a few times and mentally screamed at them to stop but I never said a word. After 10 minutes which felt like much longer, Drew stopped to observe his handy work. He had cut off the sleeves of-team jumper and ripped my trousers to access my legs.
As he stepped back I noticed all the people who were stood around me, most of them looked pretty angry and some looked slightly happy if that's what you could call it. Drew's smile haunted me as he spoke in a loud voice. "Well well well, looks like we got ourselves a tough one."
There was a chorus of laughter as he turned around with his arms outstretched soaking up their loyalty. I made no sound but on the inside, I was screaming. I was ready to die on the spot. I didn't want to have to live through that pain again. I wanted to be strong, like the way Hunter had taught me, taught me to stand up for myself and to not hide who I am.
I try to speak up and defend myself as they all stood around me and laughed but the words were lost in my throat, stuck there, all that came out was a loud of glaring noise before I closed my mouth and hoped that they didn't hear me.
"Alright, that's enough!" His voice boomed across the darkness, silencing those who lived in it. They all shut their mouths and moved back away from me and walked away leaving me alone with Drew in my own personal hell.
I sat there as he studied me, blood dripping from my arms and legs making a steady path on the concrete floor. I watched as he dragged a chair to sit in front of me. He turned it around so he was straddling the chair toying with the knife that was draped in my blood wearing it like a red gown.
I stared at the knife wishing it would just end my suffering as my blood was slowly leaving my body. I knew he was trying to scare me and I'll tell you what he was doing a darn good job of it. He didn't say anything to me just looked at me and started to clean his knife against a white cloth. The contrast in colours made me feel queasy, and I was starting to go light-headed from all the blood I was losing.
Finally, he looked at me and spoke to me ever so softly. "You know I have a special treat for you." I didn't like the tone of his voice and I didn't like that he was giving me a surprise. He pointed with his knife to a door on the far side of where I was sat. I watched as the door swung open and a scream was finally realised from my throat.
I was stood just outside of hell. There was nothing I wanted to do more than leave this place. I was stood in front of Drews hideout. The warehouse. I received a text and I knew I had to come whether I liked it or not. If I didn't then I would just end up being hunted by them. I couldn't leave. Alive at least. I walked inside only to be seen by Drew himself. Toying with his favourite knife. He slipped to my throat and I knew best then to argue and try to get out of it. Keeping my mouth shut I let him guide me to a back room.
He sat me down on a chair and looked at me closely. I started back with all the hatred I could muster. "Ah now Hunter that is no way to treat an old friend now is it?" his voice was taunting me but I didn't care I no longer wanted to be a part of this gang. "We were never friends Drew." My voice was as hard as ice and it cut deep. I could see the anger in his eyes but I didn't say anything more. I turned my head away from him before I did something I would regret. Drew turned to leave but before he did he left me with some words. "Enjoy the show." Right then at that moment, I knew something bad was happening.
I waited and waited while I heard the shouts and laughter of the gang. I knew something bad was happening I sat in the darkness for a long time, finally, I was fetched by some low lives who were dragging me out into the main part of the building. Across the room there was a someone sat on a chair and Drew was talking to them while fiddling with his knife. From this distance, I could tell it was a female and my stomach dropped as the realisation hit me as to who was sitting in that chair.
A scream was ripped from her throat as I watched Drews smile contort into one of madness as he lifted up a gun from behind his back and a shot rang out in the still silence and then my whole world crumbled into nothing as I watched they body slump dead. I fell to my knees in agony, my heart being ripped from my chest once more as a sharp pain came from the back of my head and my whole world turned black.