Jason's POV

Johnson shook me awake the next morning and I reached over to punch him. His hand closed over my wrist before I even got close to him. I groaned

"Get up Jason we need to talk"

I sighed and rolled out of bed. Not bothering to pull on a shirt I followed Johnson into the main part of the warehouse.

He sat down on one of the metal chairs and stared down his hands on the table.

Aww fuck something was seriously wrong

I walked over and grasped his shoulder "man what's wrong?"

He looked up at me with a solemn face "Jason she lied… about all of it"

Okay now I was really confused.

"John man what are you talking about? Who Lied?"

He looked over my shoulder at the wall and chocked back tears

"Riley lied. She's playing you. She's trying to escape."

His words stung my heart and hit me like a ton of bricks. I shook my head

"No your wrong. Did you not hear her last night? You're wrong!"

I walked to the other side of the room refusing to believe what he said.

I heard him get up and walk over to me. He sighed and placed something in my hand.

"I found this in her bag last night. I'm sorry man" he shook his head and walked away

I closed my fist tightly over the small item he had handed me. The cold metal cut into my hand and I knew instantly what it was.

Something that had been missing for a few days. Something I thought I had lost.

But it was more than that. It was pain, hurt, and insult.

I slowly opened my hand and stared down at the object.

My tears dropped into my hand as I stared down at the tiny piece of betrayal in my hand.

Riley's POV

I felt someone jerk me awake by my hair and I shot out of bed like a bullet.

I opened my eyes to see Jason standing in front of me.

The cruel coldness that I hoped I would never see again turned his eyes to blackness.

"Jason what's wrong"

He sneered at me and slung an object towards me. I reached up and caught it right before it collide with my skull.

It was the key

"Johnson found it in your bag. Tell me something bitch did you have fun tricking me?"

I shook my head "Jason what do you mean I wasn't lying to you? Please just let me explain."

He laughed bitterly "don't give me that shit I know exactly what you were doing. You slept with me, seduced me, and got the key. But no, that wasn't enough for you was it? You had to hurt me, you had to get your revenge on me for kidnapping you. You had to make me suffer."

He thought it was all a lie.

It infuriated me and I let my big mouth slip again

"you would know a thing or two about revenge wouldn't you Jason" I flashed him my best bitchy grin.

He lunged forward and grabbed me by my wrists. With one quick yank he had me on the floor. He grabbed my wrists again and dragged me out of the room.

I screamed in pain as the cold cement scraped ruthlessly against my skin and Jason held my wrists tight enough to break them.

He dragged me into the room beside ours, slinging the door closed with a hard kick.

As soon as I saw the punishment waiting for me I shut my eyes. I didn't want to see it coming.

But I had already seen. And it was an image that will be burned into my memory for the rest of forever.

In the center of the bare room was a pole. There were chains at the top and bottom for my hands and feet. And lying next to the metal pole was a whip. But not just any whip. A cat-of-nine-tails.

Jason jerked me to my feet and hoisted me up on the pole, chaining my hands together then kneeling to do my feet. I was facing the pole and my back was exposed, the cols metal pressed against my face painfully.

Jason walked closer and then in one fluid movement he ripped of my shirt and bra, leaving my back bare and waiting.

I cringed as I heard him pick up the whip.

He leaned closer, yanking back my head.

"I believe you. I believed every word you said. And I felt it to riley, but mine was real. I loved you riley."

He stepped back and swallowed down his tears

"I hope you enjoy this bitch"

I closed my eyes as the whip snapped though the air and connected with my back. I could not contain my animalistic screams as the nails and shards of glass that hung from the whip ripped my flesh as Jason hacked the whip back. Warm blood flowed down my back collecting in a puddle on the floor.

The pain was unbearable but I was unable to slip from consciousness. I was awake for every bloody painful moment.

Again and again the whip cut into my skin ripping and tearing as it was jerked away and swooshed forward once again .

The whole time all I could think was Jason loved me. and no matter what I will always love him.

Even after this.

What seemed like countless hours later Jason dropped the whip and walked over to me. He unlocked the chains that bound me and let me fall to the blood soaked floor. My blood.

I laid on the floor unable to move. I didn't even scream when he kicked me sharply in the side my throat was too raw.

He bent down to whisper in my ear "its not over yet bitch see you later"

He snickered and then left.

I closed my eyes and let the pain and darkness consume me.

I awoke to the sound of rough hot sex coming from Jason's room. I heard a girl scream out in pleasure and my heart wretched.

"oh Jason god Jason yes just like that"

The next voice was Jason's "Reese oh god baby your so fucking good. Harder. Faster"

I knew he had wanted me to hear. To know that he was with someone else. To know he had moved on.

Jason could hit me. He could torture me in every way imagined. He could bleed me dry. But this was too much. I had given him my heart and he had ripped it into tiny pieces.

I wanted to die. I prayed for it.

But even tears had abandoned me.

Even they hated me now.