Chapter Five- End This

"Yeah?" I questioned, between gritted teeth.

He looked at me for a moment but he hastily looked away.

"You're pathetic." I spat at him.

He looked at me, dead in the eye, nothing but anger lurking in his face. "Don't you dare judge me."

"You know what? You're my kidnapper I have every right to judge you." I said taking a step towards him. "Look at me." He looked away. "See?" I almost yelled. "You're not even man enough to look me in the eye. You know you're scum." I said glaring at him.

"And what about you?" He demanded. "I knew I was right about you the minute I saw you."

"Really?" I said, feeling the anger in me become overpowering.

"Yeah." He answered. "Little teenage bitch who gets everything she wants." He said taking a step towards me. "You hated me the minute you saw me, like I was the scum of the earth."

"And you know what I was right." I said looking him dead in his eyes.

He took a step back, defeated. "Listen," He began. "If the guys know you know who I am they'll…"

"They'll what kill me?" I demanded. "I know you said that but they need me. I don't know why but they do. But they can find another one of you. You don't matter, I do."

He looked at me, the anger getting the best of him. He pushed me hard against the wall and I was pinned.

"Listen to me." He said, his voice tense and hoarse. "Those people," He said pointing upstairs. "They are nothing compared to the people we work for. The Chief, the two morons, me, we are nothing compared to people we work for." He said pain entering his eyes. "The people I work for, don't care if you live or not, that matters to us," He was silent for a moment. "That matters to me but if the Chief finds out you know who I am you're dead, not me. You don't understand Jude, those people will find someone who will take you're place before we are able to dump you're body in the closest river, got it?"

I felt tears enter my eyes and I looked away.

"Jude," He began. "I am indebted to those guys until the day I die. They have a use for me but they won't for you if they find out that you know who I am."

"Who else is there?" I demanded. "Why me?"

"Jude the more you know, the more likely you're not going to make this out alive." He said loosening his grip on me and stepping back, giving me some room.

"If those guys don't care if I live then why will I come out of this alive?" I asked him.

"Jude." Tommy began.

"No don't you Jude me. Don't you dare condescended me." I said feeling tears come down my face. "If I'm so easy to replace then just kill me." I said throwing my arms up in the air. "Just do it."

"Jude," He began.

"Finish what you started." I almost screamed.

"Jude, I didn't start this." Tom said in frustration.

"No?" I questioned. "Aren't you the one who danced with me, the one who kidnapped me?"

Tom came towards me and punched the wall. "What do you want from me?" He demanded.

"God I don't know, answers." I said pushing him, causing him to fall back in surprise.

"I can't give you that." He said looking at me.

I looked at him. "Then just leave."

He ignored me. "Jude you can't let them know that you know." He said desperately trying to make me understand.

"Why do you care?" I said tensely.

I saw his jaw set in a threatening way. "I don't." He said and turned around and left.

I sat down on the couch and broke down. Everything that I bottled up was coming out of me. Anger, fear, disappointment, and agony. I finally calmed myself done and I felt nothing but exhaustion. I felt my head tingle and it went slowly went down my body until I fell into a deep sleep.

I walked in on my mom crying.

"Mommy?" I questioned.

She looked at me and tried to compose herself but just broke down again. I looked around and saw that all the family pictures were scattered all across her room.

"Mommy?" I pleaded this time. I walked cautiously over to her and saw the picture she was holding.

"Jude," She began. "He's gone," She held on to me. "Honey his gone."

I woke up, my breaths were quick and sharp. My head was aching like it always did when I thought of that day. I touched my face it was wet, I had been crying. I looked up startled to see Tom.

"I brought you breakfast." He said not meeting my eyes.

It was cereal. I looked at him and he put it quietly on the table. He handed me a spoon but I didn't take it.

"Jude," He began looking frustrated. "Eat."

I looked at him. "End this Tom."

"Not this again." He muttered under his breath.

I heard him. "Yes this again." I said standing up, facing him. "Just finish this, you've done it before why not do it again?"

"What makes you think I've killed someone before?" He demanded.

"What is it beneath you?" I asked, laughing. "God you're a fucking kidnapper."

He didn't say anything. "I'm not a murderer."

"But you'll just watch it?" I asked him. "You're just as bad as the guy holding the gun."

"What about you Jude?" He demanded.

"What about me?" I said glaring at him.

"You just go around partying and ignoring everything that's going on. What makes you so much better?" He challenged. "Jude this isn't a game, okay? This is a lifestyle."

"Some lifestyle." I scoffed. "At least I'm not making it easier for it to happen." I said taking a step towards him. "You're a monster, how can you let stuff like this happen?" I asked him.

"Like this?" He questioned. "Jude you're in fucking paradise. This is nothing compared to what I've seen."

"And you just let it happen." I said proving my point. "You let these people torture and murder other people and you watch." I looked at him, disgusted. "You're filth."

Tom didn't say anything right away. "You're right. And I deserve to burn in hell." He said looking at me. "But what I'm I suppose to do?" He asked me. "These people won't kill me, God some day's I wished they would." He sat down on the couch and rubbed the back of his neck. "These people will go after anything, anyone that may matter to me." He said trying to explain. "I can't escape, I can't do the right thing, it's impossible. Because either way someone is dying because of me." He looked at me. "God I'm already burning in hell."

Part of me knew I should understand but I couldn't. "If you want to do the right thing, then end this, end me."

"Jude," He began desperately.

"Tom, just take the extra step." I felt tears blur my vision. "Please." I begged. "Those guys were going to rape me and they will eventually. You can't save me and the Chief won't."

"I don't want to feel certain things that I know I'll feel if you let me live." I said my voice, filled with pain. "Tom I can't deal with knowing things are going to get worse." I was silent for a moment. "If these people are as bad as you say then why will I come out of this alive? They are going to torture me in the end, that's obvious. Please Tom, I'm going to die eventually, you'll be doing the right thing by ending this now."

He looked at me and stepped forward. He put his hands on my shoulder and looked at me. "I can't Jude."

"Why?" I asked him feeling so weak and powerless.

"Because I'm getting you out of here."