Everything Chuck remembers is pain.

Pain is everything. And Justin s voice.

He can t open his eyes, he can t move. Everything hurts.

He heard torture could make a man lose himself. That to be treat like an animal, makes you feel like one and you lose everything you are.

He thought that was bullshit. He thought that those who gave away with torture were pussies.

Seems he is a pussy.

He did not scream at first. He was proud and quiet . Strong.

He can t scream anymore.. His throat is sore and he has not strength left to scream. A little whimper here. Whispered please, no, stop

He held to pride. He was Chuck Bass. He was better than this crazed son of a bitch.

He held to love. Blair. Blair love him.

He held to hate. He was going to rip Justin chest open and kill him.

H held to hope. His dad was coming, his dad was coming for him and was gonna save him.

Now he knows better. Justin was really careful with this lesson. Make sure, you learn it ,sonny boy .

There is no pride left. He is no longer Chuck Bass. Chuck Bass does not scream like a fucking dying dog. Chuck Bass doesn t beg. He does.

There is no love. Blair will never love someone like him. She probably thinks he has run away as the coward he is. She is probably in perfect Nathaniel s arms, laughing and dancing and being happy as she deserves.

And even if as she is not with Nathaniel, she is not waiting for him,
Blair will not wait for him. Do you have a girlfriend boychick? I don t think so. Who will want you a little broken shit like you mmm? Who can love you, sonny boy?

There is no hate. He cannot do anything to Justin. He is going to die there, and Justin will have his revenge. It is fair in a way. He can almost sympathize with his captor. His father killed his family. It makes sense. I loved you sonny boy. I loved your father.

There is no hope. His father was not coming. His father is a selfish monster that allowed a girl and her infant burn to ashes for money. His father does not care, does not love him. He is not coming, sonny boy, and you are gonna die here But lets make it sloooow. And fun .

There is nothing left. There is only Death. Darkness. Rest. No more pain.

He gathers all the strength he has and begs Justin to kill him.

Kill me, please, kill me. Just please kill me

He wants to scream it, but is a whisper.

Justin laughs.

Not yet sonny boy, not yet

Justin walks up to him and inserts a needle in his neck.
Pain shots through his system and he can t think anymore.

Chuck Bass is not more.