Tonight is an average night; just like any other.
CRACK! Leather met scarred flesh. A slightly wet sound was ushered as the whip was dragged from the crimson soaked figure.
I bite back the scream building up, tensing while awaiting the next bite of the familiar knotted cord.
A sound of metal being unhooked; a knife is being unsheathed.
He's switching them already? Earlier than usual; I wonder why he's so mad. Probably something Raivis or Edu-
Searing pain erupts in my skin; metallic fire colliding with tissue and muscle. The entry made me flinch and yelp in surprise causing the blade to drive itself even deeper as it played connect-the-scars within my back.
He withdrew the dagger and restarted from a new angle. I screamed when the sharp stiletto tapped my spinal cord.
A soft babe-like sigh escaped the lips of my torturer. "I wonder how long it would take you to scream my lovely Toris. You should be used to this by now, da?"
I moaned, hoarse yet shrill even to Ivan's deaf ears. "There is a lesson to be learned Toris."
Crack! The whip blended ever so subtly with my plasma-entrenched skin.
There was so much of it; I could feel it cascading down like a molten waterfall of red along my sides.
The next few hours faded into an abyss of pain, blood, cruel sadistic laughter, and at the very bottom, numbness. I was gone, silenced. My mind had stopped responding to while my body was racked with tsunamis of pain. I still screamed in all the right places for Ivan. But until he had cleaned the wounds, bandaged them, and rolled me over to stare into a sky of violet did I fully comprehend that my night of torture had ended; just as it always did. Until the next beating…
The room seemed hazy, full of cold mauve, garnet red, and empty black.
"Toris. Toris. Toris?" his voice went from happily sadistic to growing concern. "Toris?!" He began to shake me, and when I did not respond he climbed upon the table and pulled me closer to him; my head now pressed against his chest.
I could feel a wet chill roll across my skin...he's crying?
"Vanya." I whispered the name only I was permitted to use. The sound was mouse soft compared to his heavy sobs. But miraculously he still heard it despite him voicing his racking agony. "Toris!!" He clutched me harder, embracing me in a suffocating hold.
His touch on my back aggravated my healing tissues; it caused me to unleash to a series of pitiful whimper. He softened his grip a tad; continuing to whisper my name gently.
It was moments like this where I could almost love Ivan; when he was caring and wouldn't permit me any more pain. The sobs quieted, and the only sound was my own unstable breath.
I lifted my head to look at his face; empty olive met liquid purple for a moment then the world swerved and became white.
(End of Toris POV)
I thought I lost Toris when he wouldn't respond to my calling. Lost him to the grinning monster that drove me to beat him. The cause was nothing really, so insignificant I can't even remember anymore. All I know is that the monster for justice; the price another inch of Toris' life stripped from him. Toris and his bloody scream haunt me well after the end; stuck on replay for all eternity within my soul.
This time the monster may have just gone a bit too far. My beloved pet's breathing was shallow, and each one was more miniscule than its predecessor. Until at last it slowed undetectably; for a few heart-racing moments I was panic-stricken until he looked at me. His eyes were devoid of any emotion, he blinked once and the light behind them was lost. His body slumped, eyes rolled back as his head fell backwards into my hands.
"TORIS!" I screamed. I, mighty Russia, screamed for the dead boy in my arms.
Like wildfire to a dead plain Raivis and Eduard appeared instantly. "S-sir? What's t-the m-matter?" one asked. Eduard ran to my side and gazed at Toris' limp body.
"Oh God…" Eduard whispered."Raivis! Help me move him!" His tone went from shock to commanding in the same second.
He and Raivis tried to pry my arms from Toris without success. "S-sir? We need you to let him go if we are able to s-save him, T-toris I mean. S-s-ir p-please?" Raivis fought for eye contact that he did not receive; but I relaxed my hold around Toris, placing him down gently on the blood-warmed table.
Eduard began CPR immediately; Raivis check every once in awhile for a pulse. Eduard almost gave up but Raivis was sure he felt something. Raivis grabbed one of the cleaner knives scattered around and held it near Toris' mouth. When a bit of it fogged up Raivis burst into tears.
I let out a strangled breath I didn't realize I'd been holding in. Somewhere in the recesses of my mind the monster pouted and squirmed; unhappy the victim had lived. I was overcome with the urge to reach out and grab anything, anything that would finish the job.
I fought to contain the emotion so hard my hands were shaking. I gripped my scarf tightly but all I did was wind up wringing out some of Toris' blood from within the fabric.
"His heartbeat is way too low. Raivis, hold his chest level while I cut away some of these bandages."
'What are you doing Eduard?', Raivis asked.
"I'm going to give to give him an adrenaline shot."
'But he'll wake up, and his condition the pain will-'
"His best chance would be to go unconscious again. This is the only way to get his heart rate up."
Eduard twisted the cap off of the syringe and plunged its silver tip dead-center into the heart of Toris.
The effect was instantaneous.
Toris' eyes burst open, growing form an unseen bonfire. Pure, unadulterated adrenaline was igniting every fiber of his being. And so began his delirium.
It started off as a whisper, then a cry, and finally a scream. "FELIKS!" Was all he ever uttered.
My heart twisted and clenched unpleasantly as I heard the annoying blonde's name. 'See…' the demon within writhed in excitement of the discovery. 'It is not your name whom he calls for…' I shook my head furiously, blocking out the rest of the demon's words.
"We have to get him to a hospital." Raivis was yelling over Toris. 'In this condition? He'll never survive.' Eduard reasoned. "We have to Eduard, or he'll die anyways!"
The middle Baltic was at a crossroads between immediate aguish or hope with a bad ending. He chose the latter.
'To hell with it.' Both tried to lift Toris off of the table but he was attacking them; neither could get near enough without being hit.
I stepped in front of Toris, cutting off his harassment to the other two. "Toris." I said quietly. He looked at me and when he understood who I was he at once began to tremble. I carefully picked him up off the table and carried him through the house until I reached the garage. By this time he had stopped screaming for his Polish friend and merely stared at me with uncertain eyes.
Raivis and Eduard climbed in as well but sat in a different row of seats. Raivis pulled out a cell phone to dial the hospital while Eduard gave directions to the driver. I sat by Toris so he did not have to suffer alone; it is a pain no one should ever have to know.
Toris gazed at me with doe-like eyes and crawled closer towards me leaving a bloody trail as he went. It felt like eternity as I sat there being watched. "Vanya." He finally declared. He climbed upon my lap; smearing me with more of his life blood onto my coat. He curled up against me; continuing to whisper the pet name every once in awhile. He proceeded to fall asleep on me. I was worried his body might be giving up.
"Hurry up." I growled to the driver. Eduard and Raivis stared at Toris sleeping against me; bottomless shock pasted everywhere across their faces.