Here;s the next chapter. I hope you enjoy. This is NOT one of my better chapters, but I hope you enjoy it.

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Last time

As he ran down the now crowded street, green eyes snapped open as a door creaked open and a shadowy figure entered the room.

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Keely felt the room spinning, her vision still unfocused as the door closed. Closing her eyes, her body froze in place as footsteps sent vibrations around the cement floor. Her mouth was dry and her cuts were stinging as tears rolled down her cheeks. She tired moving her wrists, but the ropes robbed against her bare skin causing her to let out a small yelp. Tim grinned gleefully as he crouched down in front of his victim. His dark bangs fell into his eyes, blocking out the flames of joy showing though them.

"How are you this fine evening?" Tim asked his voice laced with mockery.

Keely didn't respond, but she glared up at her captor, a low growl vibrating from hr throat. Her golden hair fell around her shoulders, shielding her recent bruises, but the draft sent chills down her spine as the wind rushed past the large holes in her shirt. Tim smiled sweetly, his hand brushing the golden hair behind her shoulders in a comforting motion. However in the next moment, he pressed down onto the shoulder blades, pushing them further down into the ground. Shutting her eyes against the pain, Keely prayed for tears to come, but she had dried herself up.

"Please stop!" Keely cried her voice barely above a whisper.

Instantly, the pressure lessoned, but the moist hand was still lying against her shoulders. Keely bit her bottom lip blood dripping from her chapped lips. Tim ran his fingers along Keely's arm, his knuckles digging into certain places, but never roughly. Once more, Keely felt herself throw up in her mouth, her throat burning from the acid. Just then the door opened once more. Squinting from the sudden light, Keely caught a glimpse of Sam.

"How is your little whore?" Sam asked her brother, glancing down at Keely, before turning her attention to her brother.

Tim chuckled, turning halfway around to face his younger sister. "As good as ever," he said quietly.

Sam nodded, but then moved over to another corner of the room. Tim followed her, leaving Keely alone for a few minutes. Trying not to make a sound, Keely turned her head until she could make out the outlines of her captors. She groaned in the effort, causing Sam to spin around. Smirking, she walked up towards victim, glaring down at Keely's fragile body.

"Is there something you want?" Sam asked.

"Let you go, you good for nothing little-"

Keely was cut off as Sam kicked in her into a stomach. Curling up into a ball, new tears began to fall down her already tear washed face. Sam smirked, folding her arms over her chest. Tim walked up behind his sister, placing gently hands on her shoulders.

Taking a deep breath, he asked, "Why do you care about this slut?"

"She stole my boyfriend away from me and ruined my life," Sam replied simply, a single tear running down her face.

Turning around to face her brother, she asked, "If you care so damn much, why are you helping me?"

"Family helps family," he replied simply, but then went on to add, "Please Phil has to pay for hurting my little Sis."

The light over the bed flickered, sending shadows around the room, but Sam took no notice as she bent down over Keely. The young girls' eyes were closed and her breathing hollowed and faint. Sam smirked as she stared at her nearly conscious victim. She weather drew her knife, cutting the ropes around the slender wrists, her blade cutting into the skin, drops of blood following onto the floor. Turning the girl over onto her back, Sam raised the knife over her chest, just over the heart.

"This is for Phil," she whispered, her hand gripping the handle tighter until her knuckles were white.

"SAM STOP!" A voice cried out at the top of his lungs.

Sam's head snapped up, her eyes wide with panic, but then an evil smirk formed on her face.

Standing up, she said, "Hello, Phil. Long time no see."

Phil remained in the door frame, his gaze drifting from the outline of Keely to the monster standing over her. He felt blood drain from his face, for he could only make out the outline of his love, lying helplessly on the floor. His hands clenched into fists, a vein in his forehead was throbbing, his heart about ready to burst out of his chest from fear and sadness.

"Drop the knife, Sam," he ordered in a whisper, but his voice held nothing, but anger.

Sam didn't say anything, but Tim lunged at Phil. Phil sidestepped him, but Tim was prepared and turned towards a quarter around grabbing Phil by the wrists, pulling the younger boy towards him.

"Sam, please, please I love her, does that not mean anything!" Phil cried, tears rolling down his face.

For a moment, Sam paused, but then shook her head, raising her knife. Phil's mind was a blur, but he felt Tim's hand moving to cover his mouth. A moment later, Phil leaned forward and bit into the guy's palm, so hard, he felt faint traces of blood on the palm. Tim let out of him at once, holding his hand tenderly, glaring at Phil. Yet Phil was lunging right at Sam. Caught off guard, Sam fell off balance falling onto the bed, his knife still held tightly in her fist.

"Sam, please I don't want to hurt you," Phil grunted, trying to keep the knife away from both of them.

Yet Sam was string when she set her mind on something. Bringing her knee up, she hit him in the correct place, causing him to pull away, falling onto the floor. As he did so, the light over the bed blew out and the draft blow the door closed with a slam that echoed around the room, covering them in complete darkness. A few minutes later, a scream pierced though the darkness.

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Not my best work, but please rate it. 1 out of 10. I personaly think it's an 8 out of ten, but I just wanted to get it out. Please understand I promise my next chapter will be better. Please bear with me and review please. Any suggesstions would be good too. Thnaks