Lawrence approached the door to his house. Well not his, anymore, his wife's. He didn't know what to say to her. It had been 3 years, and he didn't know what he felt. He hit the doorbell.
Allison- "Coming!"
He cringed at that voice. The voice he had left, and chosen to leave behind.
Que flashback
Lawrence woke up inside of a dark room. He started to breathe heavily, and he looked around. He examined his foot. There were bandages on it. He struggled to get out, and then realized that his arms were shackled to the bed.
Lawrence- "Help me, someone help!"
Footsteps sounded in the corridor. Lawrence turned, and saw him there. He was the man in the floor. But he was alive. How?
John- "You lost your game, yet you still want to live. Why?"
Lawrence was silent.
John- "I was watching you both, the entire time. You have learned, but not in the formula I intended you to learn."
Lawrence- "Fuck you!"
John was silent. Then he turned to the side. A chuckle came out from his mouth.
John- "I'm your cancer patient Lawrence. The one who you always rush the appointments with, the one who you constantly ignore to spend quality time with your assistants, per say the ones that you were sleeping with."
Lawrence struggled to get out. More then ever, he wanted to destroy the man named John Kramer. He gritted his teeth. He then started to feel very weak, and he relaxed his muscles.
Lawrence- "What do you want from me."
John- "Nothing, I just wanted to see your perspective on this all. You're free to go."
John cut the shackles off. Lawrence started to get up slowly. Then he remembered, his foot. Before he got up, he thought to himself. Had he learned? He had…but was it worth it for all that? Maybe it was. Listen to yourself, Lawrence, your going crazy here.
Lawrence- "That's a lie. You're watching me for something."
John grinned.
John- "You're exactly right, Dr Gordon. I want you to help me."
John leaned in and faced Lawrence. He twisted his head back, and both of there eyes met.
Lawrence- "No, I'm not, get me out of here!"
John- "For what? To go back to your wife, your child? The ones you neglected, and have been a shadow in your memory for so long?"
Rage filled through him. He punched John in the face right there. John fell on the ground. He spit out blood. Accidently, Lawrence stepped on his stump. He fell on the ground, and let out a big scream. John got up slowly, and wiped the blood from his face.
John- "Think about it."
Lawrence limped out of the room. He was going to find a way out of there, and was never going to see John Kramer again.
End flashback
The door opened. Allison was there. She met into Lawrence's eyes, and he felt as if now it was a bad idea to ever come here.
Allison- "Larry…how…how did you…"
Lawrence- "Allison, listen to me."
Allison turned away, not being able to look him in the eye.
Allison- "No, no. You're supposed to be dead."
Lawrence- "Dead?"
Allison- "The police…they never found you…what's going on."
She passed out. Lawrence caught her before she hit the ground. In reality, he knew why she thought he was dead. When Lawrence came to the police 3 weeks later, Allison and Diana had moved down into a different city. Allison and Diana had changed their names when they came, so the police couldn't locate them to tell them he was alive. He liked it that way, it made the pain of knowing he left them worse.
(Writers note- Glad you all are enjoying it, but I wanted to say that the story I planned out is really long, and it will take over the normal time for a fan fiction to finish. It's going to be a long one, and I hope you all stick with it, because it's a great story in the end. Think of it as a 'TV' show. And I will have a writers note at the end of every one)