Son
Chapter Twelve
Jake groaned. His shirt had been removed. Blood was running down his chest and back from where Jamie had cracked a whip dozens of times. The pain had been so intense, he had passed out from it. He was swinging slightly. Every little motion sent a jolt of pain through his body. He groaned again. Jake had woken up a couple of times never long enough to see Jamie. This time was different.
"Good morning, boy." Jamie grinned, inches away from his face. "Did you have a good night's sleep?"
"Yeah," Jake muttered. "'Cause your face wasn't there."
Jamie chuckled, clenching and unclenching his fists several times. "I thought you got out all the smart ass remarks. Guess not."
"Once a smart ass, always one."
Jamie grabbed his chin and make the teen look at him. "This is a two day event. Welcome to day two!"
Fear flashed across Jake's face. His chin was released from Jamie's grip, falling lifelessly to his chest. He had no energy to lift his head up, let alone survive another torture session. He glanced up to see Jamie flick the side of a syringe.
Jamie looked up and saw the confusion on Jake face. He smiled. "What's this? It's part two of the event!"
As he approached the teen, Jake tried to recoil from the intimidating man. He had no luck when he was grabbed by the throat.
"This is going to hurt... a lot."
Jake winced as the needle was shoved into his arm. Nothing happened right away. Jamie smiled again before leaving. After half an hour still nothing happened. Just as Jake was about to chuckle at his luck, a wave of pain rushed through his chest. It felt like someone had cut him open and was pulling out all of his bones one by one. The pain increased every time he moved. Jake screamed in agony. The room was spinning and his limbs were on fire. Every time he felt like he was going to pass out, his eyes snapped open. The drug prevented him from losing consciousness.
The pain was becoming unbearable.
He let out a blood curdling scream as he thrashed with the chains that bound him.