Ok normally I only update everyday but since it is New Years I'll give y'all another chapter. Ok one of my characters dies in the Chapter so don't hate me. Please. –Kat
Death-
Late December 1971-
Paul was pale, really pale. He hadn't eaten in a few days and he didn't look good. Williams was really bad too. We all were but not as bad as Paul.
The all too familiar sound of footsteps came. They took me this time. I really doubt that I would make it if they did anything, which of course they were going to do, they still wanted information.
They dragged me to the room where so much had happened over the last six months. I could no longer walk which made the experience so much more painful. The really big guard pulled me along the hallway and then picked me up, without any effort, and put me onto the medal chair. Duce came in and was about to start the interrogation.
"So, I assume after months of torture that you aren't about to crack now, this really will be the last time that I try to get anything out of you, but don't think that we are going to let you get away. I don't need you to tell them where we are or anything else you learned while you were here. Make it easy on yourself and just tell me the information that I want to know."
"I will never tell you anything that you want to know. Just kill me know."
"It really isn't that simple I want you to suffer and then maybe one day you will tell me what I want to know. Although now you are out of the loop and I doubt that you really know anything."
"So just kill us."
"Umm, that would be the simple thing now wouldn't it, but since you will not allow me to get the information that I need then I will not give you the luxury of life outside of here of death." Duce then kicked me as hard as he could in the gut. I heard a crack. In the fucking ribs, shit.
"Just take me back to my cell than because you will never get anything from me, go to hell."
He kicked me in the gut, again. Then his guards beat me once more and I felt a pull on my right knee. They were hitting every spot on my body and every blow hit worst than the last. The head, chest, back, knees, feet, and groin. All of it was so painful and I just couldn't take it.
"Aghhh", I pushed them all off me and started hitting them just as hard as I could. Two of them fell to the ground; one of them had a fatal blow and stopped breathing. After that they attacked me and now I might actually get my wish, to die. I leaned over and accepted the blows but after I was an inch towards death that was when they dragged me back to the cell and didn't even bother tying me back out. They hit Paul and Williams and then untied them.
They had now set it so that we weren't about to get out anyway so why bother tying us up. That was our new dilemma, so I thought.
Very Early January 1972-
Paul must have had a bleed somewhere because he was so pale and weak. He kept getting colder and colder. Then he got tired. His life was slowly ending. Williams and I took shifts to make sure he was ok. Of course he wasn't and now he was dying.
The guard would throw in bread and water. It was enough to hold us but I was sure that it wouldn't last. We gave as much as we could to Paul but he would never take it because he couldn't eat any of it.
"Paul hang on buddy, just hang on we'll make it out of here." I said to Paul.
"Umm, I can't Pony. I'm just too tired, too tired." Paul said. Those were his last words. He let his head fall and he stopped moving and breathing.
"Paul, Paul God damn it Paul. Not now, not now." I said through sobs, "please Paul don't die on me now, not now, please Paul."
Williams woke up and looked over at me and Paul. "Kid, it was going to happen he was just too sick, don't worry, were still going to make it, we gotta make it kid. For family."
"I don't know if I can, not even for my brothers and the gang. I just don't think that I can do it anymore Serge."
"You have to, I have to. I got my wife and my boy; you got your brothers who I know are worried and love you. Please don't leave them or me." Williams said.
Williams and I went to the other side of the cell and tried to sleep but we never did. Morning came and they took Paul's body away. It was just me and Williams and still a long time to go.
So I hope you liked it and Williams and Pony still have along time to be in this cell. Actually a really long time and who knows there might even be another death. That's all for now, Review! –Kat