"I'm going to change you like a remix, and I'm going to raise you like the phoenix." – Fall out Boy, The Phoenix.
{Rebecca:}
Rebecca sat patiently as she watched Sarena from the chair she was sitting on, her legs hanging over the arm of the chair as she played with the scalpel in her hand, smirking. All the emotions she had ever felt towards Sarena, or being friends with anyone, or in love with anything had faded, she was in totally lock down and was not the person everyone knew she use to be. She wiped the blood from the scalpel that dripped down it and on her hand, the feeling was warm as she waited for Sarena to wake up, whom was back in the chair again, with a wound right over her appendix, still open and seeping of blood through her shirt that was already covered in blood from the multiple cuts already made by Rebecca. She kicked her feet over the chair and leaned forward cocking her head and sighing, before standing up and kicking Sarena hard in the shins. "Wake the fuck up, enough sleeping." She growled, and sighed in boredom.
Watching Sarena groan and look around confused, she turned and set the scalpel down before turning back to look at Sarena. "Have a nice sleep?" She raised an eyebrow and let out a soft laugh, her jaw taut. "Don't worry, I knocked you out, you are gonna be a little loopy for awhile.." Rebecca warned, and walked back over to the chair as she plopped down, with a stapler gun for hardwood floors. "We should clean up that cut, before I let you loose."
Sarena's eyes widened, and she choked on her own blood, her head dropping, before she looked back up and looked at Rebecca, "You're crazy." She groaned, coughing again, as Rebecca leaned forward.
"I've heard that before, you better get use to it. Don't worry we'll celebrate." Rebecca smirked.
"Let me fucking go, Rebecca." She groaned again in pain, but all Rebecca did was smile, she loved to hear her cry and beg to be let loose, it was one of the things she always wanted.
But deep down in her thoughts, it really wasn't, everything she wanted that was coming out of this demon side of Rebecca, was not what she wanted, and she couldn't seem to control it.
"Just let me go, come on. Wake up, Rebecca. This-This isn't you." Sarena nearly panted and brought her drowsy head to look back up at Rebecca, her nose flaring, her eyes full of pain.
The sound of the staple gun had clicked, and she shot it right on where Sarena's appendix use to be, a couple of times, hearing Sarena scream and clutch her fists tight around the chair's arms.
"Fuck!" Sarena's eyes widened, and she bit her lip hard, if it were hard enough it would make her lips bleed, a tear of pain slipped down her cheek.
{Sarena:}
"FUCK!" Sarena's eyes widened as she felt the searing pain through her body, as Rebecca tried to finish her up and before she could calm her breathing and regain consciousness of what was going on, another searing sharp pain entered her body, and she clutched the arm chairs again, screaming in pain. "What the fuck, is wrong with you?!" She nearly screamed, if she could jump from her seat she would.
"Oh stop, the whining, please? It's not that bad."
"Not that bad?! You are fucking stitching me up with a staple gun!" She choked, "Not that bad, you took my fucking appendix out! Who the fuck are you!" She growled.
Rebecca sat back and watched Sarena, a playful smirk on her lips as she let out a soft laugh. "I didn't take your appendix out, try Stevie and Melissa did." She let out a soft laugh, "I'm just fixing you up, isn't that what you want? To be fixed?"
"I'm not some fucking dog! I'm a human being, with a husband, and a child. Did you forget that?" Sarena raised an eyebrow.
"Oh poor you," Rebecca made a pouty lip and sat forward. "I wish I were you, all having it horrible and such, I wish I felt your pain—"
Sarena cut her off and growled. "YOU WISH YOU WERE ME? I BET YOU DO, JUST WAIT TILL I GET OUT OF THIS FUCKING CHAIR, YOU ARE PHYSCOTIC REBECCA!" Sarena powered over with anger, and hurt. She couldn't tell if she was more frustrated with the pain she was feeling, or that she couldn't knock Rebecca back into whom she was. She was too busy yelling to notice that Rebecca was gone from her seat, and only noticed it when Rebecca had returned with a knife, and in the exact wound she started with, lunged the knife into the middle of Sarena's hand, Sarena gritted her teeth and yelled, tears falling from her eyes, as she panted.
"You deserve this," Rebecca growled and kneeled down to Sarena's ear, her lips brushed against it. "You are going to be living in hell for the shit you've done to me." She leaned back up and smiled. "Now should we finish cleaning your wound and get you wholesome or, shall I leave you to bleed to death?" Rebecca raised an eyebrow.
Sarena gulped, swallowing her own blood that was rising in her throat as she watched Rebecca with blurry vision now, whatever IV was in her other hand, with blue fluids running through it, was making her more loopy than she would have thought to be. Her nose flared as her chest got tight and all the pain she was feeling faded, when Rebecca was finishing with the staples, she didn't feel as much pain as she did when they started. She watched as Rebecca patched up her wound with gauze and tape, as well as the other ones, pulling her shirt off her torso like she was a doll. A drugged doll, Sarena's cheeks were flushed as she watched Rebecca place a clean shirt over her, and untied her wrists from the chair, pulling her up as she stumbled, her nose still flaring.
"C'mon now, aren't you a little hungry?" Rebecca raised an eyebrow.
Sarena nodded, because that's all she could help herself to do, she was way too drugged, everything was heavily blurred but she could still make out who was who, by the voices, and as she walked the room spun, she was cascaded by a whelm of darkness through her vision, and unable to force her eyes open. This was going to be happening for awhile, wasn't it? Might as well get use to it.
{Rebecca:}
Rebecca had sat Sarena down at a table for four, as she was still asleep but soon would wake in a matter of time. She sat down herself in another chair, and Stevie and Melissa and a couple of the other girls whom were apart of this colt.
Soon Rebecca noticed most of the table was covered in triangles, 'young chronicles' was carved into it as well. Where they stayed was an old abandoned doctors house for the asylums back in the 1900's. She tried to contain herself and compose herself back to whom she played to be, not letting any emotion seep through and play along. This was her ticket out, this was her ticket to freedom and being better. Soon she would be out, and get to see all her friends, except for Sarena. Sarena would be dead by the time she got out.
Rebecca sighed and stood up straight, no time for thinking, or worrying or feeling remorse or pain. If this was her ticket out, she was going to be selfish and take it, unless she could think of a better idea. Would she even get out was the question.
Melissa was the leader of the group, whom sat down and placed food on the table, as well as the other girls. The food smelt God awful in Rebecca's mind but she wouldn't complain, she watched it steam on the table until she heard a rustle of movement from the other end of the table, Sarena had caught her attention as her head moved up, and bobbed a little before she noticed that she was awake.
"Good morning, love!" Melissa said from the end of the table and smiled pleasantly as well as the other girls who laughed, watching Sarena shake her head vigorously. Rebecca remained and smiled as well, keeping composure of who she is suppose to be, she mumbled something under her breath before looking at Melissa. "What is this, may I ask?"
"Surprise, just eat it." Stevie said softly. "Well, Sarena's is a surprise. Ours is stake." Stevie smirked.
"Oh, Stevie you can tell her what it is. Oragns, my dear." Melissa smirked.
N-not her organs, is it..? Rebecca gulped and pulled the knife from the side of her plate and beginning to dig in, this torture was becoming a little too much for her to handle, she remembered how she was stuck here once, and wondered if they would of done this to her if she didn't cave in so quickly. Sarena being one no to do that, was going to spend a long time here being tortured, it would be her first visit to hell.
Don't ask if it is her organs, It's not her organs. That's stupid, all they took out was the appendix, they wouldn't dare make her eat that. That's messed up, awful. God awful. "Uhm, I'm not hungry." Rebecca shoved her plate outward of the table and smiled politely, as the girls glared down on her, and she pulled it back. "Just kidding." She breathed a laugh and smiled.
They all smiled as well, and laughed, as Rebecca joined them. This was becoming a little too much, but she would never say anything, she wouldn't dare. It might cost her if she did. She looked at her hand that had the scar of when they first punctured it with a knife, and then looked at Sarena who had multiple wounds.
Don't. Do. It.
Rebecca continued to eat her food, then looked back at Sarena who began to laugh just a little, it almost freaked her out. What in the world was going on.
{Sarena:}
Sarena felt herself moving but just couldn't put it to her thoughts of how she was doing it, She was almost floating. When she was sat down, she instantly felt a rope tugged around her torso, almost piercing her skin like the rope in the basement, she saw herself in. Her vision was still black and all she could hear was voices and conversations that were mumbled upon her, she couldn't quite grasp what was being said. She laughed, her vision still black, perhaps there was something covering her eyes, she thought to herself, giggling, she smirked and looked down, until the band that was around her eyes covering her vision fell off her head, seeing the food displayed in front of her, her vision no longer blurred.
She still had a bag of blue fluids running into her veins, slopply the IV was put in, but that wasn't a concern to her, a Hookah was set on the table and it only made her laugh more, like it was some kind of sick joke, from before she even made it here when getting high with Meliane. She couldn't help but laugh again. This was all a sick joke.
She watched as the girls got up out of their seats, and walked to all stand behind and next to her, running the Hookah along her lips, as the smoke released, and she didn't hesitate to take it in, it only made her more high than she already was off the pain medications, her shirt lifting up revealing the staples sloppy put in by Rebecca, of where they took her appendix out, they all laughed with her is what it seemed, the smoke from the Hookah and Sarena's lips filling the room. Someone else had brought different colors on a plate, with little pipes, and ran it in front of her, before placing it down on the table. Another girl smacking the colors on her face, burning the cuts that were once there. She shook, from who knows what, and the drugs they were shoving down her throat.
She only continued to laugh, as they continued to feed her, and shove more food she was unaware of down her throat, as she simmered down, from the pain and aggression they were giving her. She was highly confused, but the high was perfect, that was one of the part of torture, that wasn't torture to her.
One of the girls snapped there fingers, and they all had left the room, leaving Sarena alone with Rebecca. Sarena only laughed harder, her cheeks flushed as she looked at Rebecca, or what she thought was Rebecca, she rolled her head back, and shut her eyes, giggling. "You-you a-are good." She giggled.
"Sarena…" Rebecca mumbled, and played with her hands standing up, and walking over to the table, she gripped Sarena's jaw hard, and made her face her, Sarena laughed and smiled watching her, too high to comprehend what was going on, and saw as Rebecca's eyes had faded from concern to anger, because of how high she was and the problem she was in, this wasn't going to work. Sarena was too high for her to talk too, way too high.
"T-take me b-back there," Sarena frowned, and kept her head back, as soon as Rebecca let go of her jaw. "Ta-take me ho-home, p-please." She began to cry, tears streaming down her face. Surly this was only the medication she was on, and the high of the drugs the girls had just shoved down her throat. She watched as Rebecca didn't respond and left the room, the only sound was the echo of her heels as she exited.
AN: Hey hey, you reading this. Please leave me some reviews, I need to know how this story is going and if I should continue! Thank you. :3