Son

Chapter Twenty

Again sorry for the long wait. I was working on rewriting my Original Series since the writer's block for that actually went away! I was cleaning out my folders and I saw these. I can't believe I'm almost done with this and Hunting Season! It feels too soon! Haha not really if it's taken… almost 3 years to do.

Enough blabbering, onto the next chapter!

Bridgette stroked Jake's hair with trembling fingers listening to the screams from upstairs. Jaime had purposely left the door opened to the torture chamber for that purpose. She gently lifted his head shifting her legs again to get the feeling back in them.

A whimper escaped her as another agonized scream came down to them.

"What do I do, Jake?" She whispered not expecting a reply. "I can't leave you down here all alone but he's killing Kyle." Tears rolled down her face. "I don't know what to do!"

"Go get Kyle. That's what you do." Jake groaned.

She looked down at him. "Jake?"

He slowly opened his eyes looking up at her. "Go get Kyle, Bridge. I'll stay put down here. Remember, it's three against one."

"In our conditions… it seems more like one to one."

He let out a wheezing chuckle before coughing. "Just go get him. Dad'll be here soon."

"We hope." She mumble gently setting his head down on the mattress before stumbling up. She wobbled slightly leaning against the wall until her legs were able to hold her up. She glanced down at him.

Jake lightly hit her ankle. "Stop procrastinating. Go."

Burning, everything was burning. Never had he been in this much pain. His body shook violently as Jamie made another mark along his knife going deeper than the previous cuts.

"How much longer you think you'll last?" Jamie whispered into his ear. "You've already out lasted my expectations."

Kyle tightly closed his eyes. He heard the unmistakable clicking as Jamie turned the wheel stretching him more. An unbearable wave of pain shot through his arm as his shoulder popped. Jamie smirked as Kyle screamed locking the rack in place.

"You looked like you were uncomfortable."

Kyle did his best to glare at him but failed miserably looking more like the frightened teen he actually was.

"Still holding onto the hope that your father's going to get here in time?" Jamie chuckled. "I've got news for you kid, if he hasn't show by now he's not coming at all."

Kyle screamed again as he plunged the knife into his thigh. He whimpered as Jamie pulled it out raising it to stab him again when there was a loud bang out in the hall. Jamie glanced over his shoulder stabbing the knife into the rack just nicking Kyle's leg.

"Keep quiet." Jamie growled pulling out a knife from his waist band skulking over to the door.

He whipped it open ready to pull the trigger at whoever was in the hall. He frowned seeing no one. With one last glare at Kyle, he slowly went into the hall looking for the reason of the bang.

Instantly Kyle began thrashing at the ropes, hissing as searing pain shot down his arm again. He stopped hearing footsteps returning to the room. Had he found the issue already?

Kyle frowned. That was too fast.

He sighed in relief as Bridgette's dark hair popped into the doorway. She gasped limping over to him.

Her hands shook as they fidgeted with the knots. "Are you alright?" She asked noticing his shoulder. "He'll be back soon."

"Use the knife." Kyle whimpered as he moved his bad shoulder.

Bridgette looked at the door trying to pull the knife out of the wood. The blade finally gave way making her stumble back and accidentally cutting Kyle's leg. He gritted his teeth to keep from crying out and alerting Jamie.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it!"

He shook. "It's fine just get me out of here."

The knife easily cut through the ropes. Kyle groaned sitting up careful of his shoulder. Bridgette set the knife down helping him down from the rack. He whimpered slightly as she jostled his bad arm. She was about to apologize when a string of curses erupted from the end of the hall.

She bit her lip supporting most of his weight as they hurried to the door going in the opposite way as the running footsteps came from. She opened the first door that was unlocked pulling him inside. She looked around grabbing a dust covered chair shoving up under the doorknob. The doorknob turned wildly as Jamie pounded against the door.

"Open up or I'll break it down!"

The pounding continued for a few minutes before stopping. Bridgette relaxed slightly as the footsteps retreated. Carefully she set Kyle down on another dusty chair. As quietly as she could she walked over to the windows freezing as the floorboards moaned beneath her.

She screamed as some was thrown into the door with enough force to get lodged into the door. She covered her mouth as she saw the edge of an axe poking through. Jamie slammed the axe into the door cutting away more of the door (no Here's Johnny! references so don't worry!). His swings got faster and stronger until the whole was big enough for his arm and face to be seen.

Jamie smiled wickedly. "Shouldn't have pissed me off kids!"

He reached inside searching for the chair growling when he couldn't reach it still. He started hacking away at the door the last blow splintering the door in half shoving the door away. She helped up Kyle shaking. Slowly they moved away from the door and towards the window when everything went quiet. There was a mess of running footsteps ending outside the door.

Bridgette whimpered as the door creaked open.