Torcher & Questioning
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~WARNING: CONTAINS GORE AND CUSSING.~
Jase's P.O.V (the next day)
I wake up to the sound of things being moved or thrown. I cautiously lift my head up off the pillow. But I don't see anything so I lay back down. I try to fall back asleep but the sound of a door being thrown open startles me. I look up once again but only to come in contact with a bag being thrown at my head. I shout startled, but im quickly quieted by a hand covering my mouth. "Sshhh, if you want to live I suggest you shut the hell up!" The person whispers harshly. I nod, as im lifted up out of the bed and the bag more securely wrapped around my head. I feel a piece of metal pressed against my throat. I gulp and struggle a bit. "Stop struggling or ill cut your fucking head off. I stop struggling and stand completely still. A door is thrown open and slammed shut again all of a sudden. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" a voice screams from in front of us. Im thrown to the side as the two people start yelling and fighting. I stumble and it the wall with a thud. I take this chance to find a way to escape. So I follow the wall till I reach some sort of door. I turn so I can turn the knob since my hands are handcuffed behind my back. Once I open the door I carefully slip out of the room and shut the door the best I could.
I stumble around the house trying not to bump into anything. But luck isn't on my side anymore as I hear an angry yell and slamming doors. I drop down to a crouch and stiffen. I can't move or even breathe im so scared. The pounding footsteps don't help but they suddenly stop. I sigh in relief, then out of nowhere im grabbed by my hair thru the bag and yanked upward. Im then thrown and hit the wall hard. I land on the floor and immediately curl up into a ball.
Jacob's P.O.V (ten minutes earlier)
I sigh and sit down on the couch when im hit over the head. I yell and jump up to see a guy in a mask standing in front of me holding a bat. He hit me in the side and I yell in surprise. I hunch over in pain and look up to see that the masked man has disappeared. I yell profanity's and start throwing things and opening and slamming doors looking for the fucker. I stop when I get to the basement door. I go to the kitchen and grab a knife and open the door only to find Jase with a bag over his head and I knife to his throat. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" I yell furiously. The guy throws Jase to the side and lunges at me shouting. I counter his attack by bringing my knee up to meet his stomach. He stumbles so I take the opportunity to stab him in the shoulder. He howls in pain and clutches his shoulder dropping his knife. I pick it up and shove it in his chest, right into his heart. He splutters out blood and falls to the ground. I crouch down and remove his mask. I look at his now exposed face that's forever twisted in pain and stiffen as I recognize the victim.
I quickly put the mask back on and turn to where my brother was before. 'He's not there so… fuck he's in the house!' I mentally scream. I sprint and slam the door open and frantically search the house. But I don't see him in any of the rooms so I head toward the living room and pause. He's crouched on the floor, I chuckle quietly and tiptoe toward him. I stop and grab him by the hair and chunk him across the room. He hits the wall with a painful thud and slides down the wall and curls up. "Welcome to hell do you have a reservation?" I say stepping toward my now frantic brother.
Jase's P.O.V
I panic when I hear my brother speak and take a step toward me. I try to stand but groan in pain and fall back to the ground. I hear him chuckle, he drags me by my hair thru the house to a room. Im laid down and my legs tied down to something and the bag taken off my head. I squint my eyes at the bright lights of the room hit my eyes. 'This isn't my regular room.' I think looking around the bright room. My eyes go wide as I notice all the knives, needles, drugs and other things lining a table to my right. I look down and notice im strapped to a bed. I struggle and scream, but im stopped by a wadded up cloth being shoved into my mouth. I gag and struggle harder and twist my free upper body around. I stop when my hands are let free, but are quickly binded to the head posts of the bed. I let out a shaky breath and look at my brother with pleading eyes. He laughs and goes and grabs a scalpel from the table. "Now brother you need to be punished for trying to leave me. So don't struggle and this will be over with faster ok?" he said twirling the scalpel in his hand. He puts the scalpel down and stands there thinking for a moment. He then picks up the scalpel and starts to unbutton my shirt to reveal my chest. He then starts to carve into my flesh I scream in pure agony. He chuckles and draws back to look at his work as I breathe heavily in pain.
Jacobs P.O.V
I chuckle as I look at what ive carved into my brother's chest which is a heart with a J in the middle. I shake my head and go back to work. I carve over my creation again making sure it will leave a very visible scare. Once im done torturing him I disinfect the wound and bandage it up. After I do that I blind fold him and lead him into the basement. I set him on the floor and un-blindfold him and look at him. He's pale and it doesn't help that he has black hair which makes him look paler. He stares at me with dead blue eyes and I can see the pain that I have caused. So I look away and focus on the floor before staring up at him again only to find him asleep. I chuckle and grab the pillow and blanket and place him on them and go toward the dead body and pick it up so I can bury it.
After I buried the body I went down and cleaned up the blood and moved my brother to my room till the smell of bleach goes away. But the look in his eyes before he fell asleep still haunts me. The look of betrayal, pain and distrust burned in his gaze. 'This isn't what I wanted… was it?' I think pacing in front of my bed with my sleeping brother in it. I stop when I hear him shift and mumble something. I walk and sit at the edge of the bed near his head. He mumbles something else and goes to lie on his stomach. But he gasps in pain and shoots awake. This startles me from my spot near his head which making me tumble to the floor. I stare at him wide eyed, surprised that he jumped up so quickly. He turns on his side as to face me and opens his mouth to say something but passes out before he can utter a word. I panic and get up and rush toward him and flip him on his back and lift up his shirt so I can see the bandages. That's when I relies his wound has re-opened.
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