When Shawn was alone he started to pull at the restrains. His arms hurt from the burns and one of his arms was still broken but he still pulled on his restrains. He was only trapped there for five days and every day the same things happened. They called the station, he got cut, he got burned, and they left. It was the same thing every day. Shawn never got feed, they never took his blind fold off, and Shawn never had a hope to get free. Every day before they left Claude or one of his gooneys would say something around the basis of "wow it's been five days. Don't you think they should have been here by now?" Shawn felt alone. It was dark and cold and Shawn just wanted to have his father hug him and tell him that everything would be alright. Shawn silently cried in his cold dark prison.
At noon, Claude came in and kicked Shawn in the leg. Shawn tilted his head up but didn't do much else.
"You truly are worthless. It's been five days and I haven't heard a thing from them" Claude said.
"I…I'm sorry" Shawn muttered softly. Claude slapped him hard in the face.
"What are you? A child? You've been crying for days. The week is almost up and if I don't hear back from the station I'm just going to kill you" Claude said.
"No, please, just let me go. I can…I can"
"Can what? Talk to them? They won't even listen to you screaming for help. What makes you think you can convince them to let a prisoner free. You're useless to us. We are just going to kill you tomorrow" Claude said.
"Please don't…" Shawn's begs were silenced by a knife being shoved into his leg. He screamed as Claude shoved it deeper into his muscle and jerked it around before letting up.
"Tomorrow's your last day alive, tonight we call the station one last time and then that's it. You're dead, Shawn, but then again you never were really alive" Shawn heard Claude leave. The knife was still in his leg. He hung his head. There really wasn't anything left for him. Shawn started to pull at his restrains again. They didn't move. Shawn was still.
Later that day Claude came back with the cell phone and two other people.
"This is your last chance, we want you to release Kevin" Claude almost yelled.
"We already told you Kevin was put on death row. He's dead you can't get him just release Shawn" Carlton said. Shawn wasn't really paying any attention to the conversation. He was trying to brace himself for the pain that was about to come.
"You're lying. You're lying! I want to see Kevin or Shawn dies today!" Claude snapped.
"Kevin is dead. Just let Shawn go" Juliet pleaded. Claude stabbed Shawn in the shoulder. Shawn screamed.
"How would you like it if Shawn was dead" Claude stabbed Shawn again. Shawn screamed and pulled on this restrains. They broke and he pulled his blind fold off. Shawn ran for the door as best as he could with a knife and his leg and two in his arm. One of the guys jumped in his way so Shawn took one of the knives and stabbed him in the chest. He was dead before he even hit the ground but Shawn kept running.
"Claude, what do we do?" the other guy asked.
"It doesn't matter. He'll be dead before sunrise tomorrow" Claude said.
"What happened" the chief asked.
"Shawn broke free" the other guy said.
The chief order a search party out to find Shawn. She just hope he would live that long.
Still clinging to the Shassie idea for dear life. Thought I should let you know. Also can someone please tell me what the fuck happened earlier?