"Marzia?"
"Stop, stop, please, stop!" I whimpered, my whole body aching. "Please…"
"Marzia! It's me! Felix!" The voice whispered. "Are you alright?"
"No… I'm not alright…" I groaned as a pair of arms wrapped around me, warming me.
"He… he told me what he did to you…" Felix sighed dejectedly. "I'm so, so, sorry, Marz," he said as he shifted me into his lap. "So sorry."
I sniffled and buried my face into his chest. I was shivering; my clothes were still in that room full of horrors.
Felix noticed this and slipped his coat and shirt off, slipping them over me in one quick motion. I huddled against him, curled into the crook of his arm.
"So sorry," he breathed again. "So, so, sorry."
"I-it's not your fault…" I stuttered, inhaling sharply.
"It is, oh, it is," he muttered. "I brought you here. I should've left you at home, where you would've been safe."
"We didn't know that this would happen," I whispered as I stared into his soft blue eyes. "And plus, how would you get me to stay home?"
A ghost of a smile passed his face as he shook his head.
"I suppose I wouldn't." He said as he took my face in his hands. "You're unstoppable."
And then he was kissing me like never before. We were in a prison, being held hostage by kidnappers who wouldn't hesitate to force cruel punishment in exchange for some ice. But, somehow, I felt better. Felix was my drug; my reason to live. The reason that I was still alive. I ran my hand up through his fine hair and clasped onto a lock near the top, pulling gently. He ran his hand up and down my back. It didn't help that I didn't have any pants on. Suddenly, he touched my thigh; a quick, soft brush of the hand. It made me go rigid as the horrifying memories all came back, impaling my mind. Felix abruptly let go of me and scooted back.
"I'm so sorry, Marz…" he stuttered as he turned pink. "I didn't mean to touch, you know, there…"
I just lay there, remembering Frederick's touch. The pain; the torture. The horror. I shivered and whimpered. But this was Felix, not Frederick. Felix. My Felix.
"Felix… I love you so much," I said as I huddled up against him again. "It just… reminded me of… him."
"I understand, and I'm so, so, sorry…" he whispered, cradling me again.
I was hungry and cold, but at least I still had Felix.
Then, I remembered that Neo was still in the corner. I glanced over to see her passed out, a trail of drool seeping from the corner of her mouth.
"I hope she wakes up," I breathed into Felix's chest.
"I'm sure she'll be fine," Felix said, giving me a small smile.
I yawned and shifted into a better position.
"Is it fine if I…"
I was passed out before I could even finish my sentence.
"Hey you." I heard a gruff voice say.
"Get up." It commanded. I opened an eye and was greeted by the ugly face of Frederick. I instantly backed away in horror.
"You," I whimpered. "Where's Felix?"
"He's right over in another room, but he'll be gone if you don't get up."
This sent a chill down my spine, and I immediately pushed myself off of the concrete, embarrassedly pulling the coat down as far as it could.
"Follow me." Frederick commanded as he withdrew a gun from his toolbelt and aimed it at me.
I obeyed and he led me to a huge room lined with conveyor belts. This must've been the main production room. I saw cardboard boxes scattered around; dust bunnies flying through the air. We finally stopped at another door near the back.
"Scream and die." Frederick spat as he turned the doorknob.
Inside, I saw one of the most horrifying scenes I've ever seen.
Felix was staring at the computer screen.
What was the scary part?
His eyes.
His normally ocean blue eyes were a bloodred in color, purple nerves winding their way through the whites. The very center of his eye had a lime green dot, which appeared to be sunk into his eye. His eyelids were all the way open; the spine-tingling eyeballs were bulging.
I almost shrieked.
"What the f-" I choked, having never dropped an 'f bomb' before. "Shit. What the shit."
I had never said that either, so I would've covered my mouth if I had been in a different situation.
"What did you do to him, you bastard?" I hissed.
Frederick only raised both eyebrows, smiling evilly.
"I said, WHAT did you do to him?" I growled.
I felt like crying and killing something at the same time. Preferably, killing Frederick.
I lunged for his throat, knocking him off guard. I shoved him to the concrete and kicked him square in the nuts. His face twisted into a gruesome expression as he passed out. I ran over to Felix and shook him, trying not to look at those eyes.
"Felix. Listen to me."
He kept on staring at the laptop.
"Felix. It's me. Marzia."
Felix raised a hand to the keyboard and tapped on five keys:
Y
"Felix, oh Felix…" I cried, grabbing his hand. "There has to be some way to get you out of this…"
What is this?
