Hours later the door opened, and shadows came in view. He walked towards Amanda and I who were leaning against a wall talking.
“Get up.” He ordered. I did so, and he grabbed me by the arm, dragging me outside the barn. I looked back at Amanda who stood there with a ‘what’s going on’ face.
“w-where are you taking me?” I asked him.
“You’ll see.” He said. We entered the house, and went down to the basement. Inside was Johnny Christ, and he had something in his hand. Shadows lifted me up, put me over the table and tied my hands and feet to it.
“I finally came out with a brilliant idea of how to punish you for escaping.” He told me. Johnny got closer to matt, and handed him the small, black cylinder. “Maybe you already know what this is, but maybe you don’t so I’m gonna tell you. This,” he said showing me the cylinder. “Is a homemade flamethrower.” Oh my fucking god… I felt myself fainting a little bit, and my face became pale.
“I’m just gonna use it to burn your feet a little…and hopefully that’ll teach you not to break the rules once and for all.” He told me. My heart’s pace picked up, I could hear it beating faster and harder.Now you regret coming back, don’t you? He handed the flamethrower back at Johnny and then went to put a special mask on. Johnny gave him back the flamethrower, and he came closer to me, testing it.
A bright flame came out of it. I had to close my eyes due to the brightness of it.
“No, please matt, don’t do it.” I begged him.
“Too late, doll. You shouldn’t have done what you did. Now you gotta pay the consequences.”
“No, no, no!!” I kept saying and shaking my head as I tried to get my feet free.
“You ready? Here we go, baby doll!” he said and the small but strong flame came to life again. I had to close my eyes again.
“No, no, NOO!!” I screamed the last no, as I felt the burning sensation in my soles. “STOP, PLEEASE!!” I kept yelling at the top of my lungs, as he kept burning me. I kept screaming and crying. “STOP IT PLEASE SHADOWS!” I sobbed. He passed the flamethrower a last time, and then stopped. My feet were burning real badly and my sobs were out of control. Shadows took off his mask, and looked at me.
“I hope that taught you a lesson. Now you know not to get at the top of my nerves.” He said, and left with Johnny behind.
“FUCK YOU!!” I screamed at the closed door and kept crying. Well, now I wasn’t gonna be able to fucking walk. That’s fucking awesome.
“Oww…” I whined between sobs. A little after shadows disappeared, I heard footsteps getting closer. What now?
The door opened, and a pair of green eyes came in view. It was zacky. Fortunately my sobs had decreased, and now they were just whimpers.
“H-help me…” I whispered. I didn’t know why I said that, but I just wasn’t thinking clear. He sighed, and untied me. I began to sit up straight but he stopped me.
“Don’t move.” He ordered. I raised an eyebrow at him, and just propped myself on my elbows. He took out something from his pocket, it was a small can. “This will help the pain decrease and the wounds will heal faster.” He said as he opened the can, and began to rub a white cream over my soles. It burned a little at the beginning, but then the pain was gone. It felt cold and nice.
“Thanks.” I told him. He looked at me and we locked stares for a few seconds.
“Yeah, no problem.” He then looked down, and closed the can when he was done. “Um, I’ll take you back to the barn.” He told me still looking down, and put me over his shoulder gently. Why? Why am I falling for him, for a serial killer? Why couldn’t he be a normal guy you meet at school? I sighed as I thought about this.
When we reached the barn he opened the door and went in, then he moved me so now he was carrying me bridal style, my arms now around his neck. Then he crouched and put me on the floor so I wouldn’t have to use my feet. He tried to stand up again, but my grip didn’t lose. Fuck, what are you doing?
Zacky looked at me, and we locked stares for a few seconds. I approached my face to his until I could feel his breath on my lips. A déjà vu feeling invaded me, and I couldn’t stop thinking about matt interrupting us last time. What a bummer…
those deep green eyes looking at me distracted me from all my thoughts; I forgot about that day, I forgot about the barn, I forgot about my feet. Zacky finally closed the little gap between us, and our lips met in an uncertain kiss. Fuck everything, fuck him being a killer, fuck me being kidnapped, I seriously don’t care.
I began to move my mouth slowly, until he followed me, and the kiss got deeper, like if we both needed from the other really badly. I broke the grip around his neck, and tangled my fingers in his hair. a few seconds passed and the kiss became more urgent than before. Zacky finally broke it, and we both gasped for air. He shook his head.
“We can’t keep doing this.”
“Why not?” I asked.
“You want shadows to kidnap you again?” he asked, and I sighed looking down. I touched my small nose piercing with my finger when I remembered. Zacky leaned against the wall right beside me and began to play with small hay pieces he found on the floor. I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped my mouth when I saw him do that.
“What?” he asked looking at me.
“Sorry, I can’t help it; you just look really cute when you do that.” I said still giggling.
“Oh, do I?” he smiled and raised an eyebrow at me.
“Yeah. You tend to do that a lot.”
“Of course not.”
"Yes, you do. You were doing that the other day when you brought me some soup.”
“I don’t remember.” He said, and looked away.
“Well, I do. Don’t worry, I’ll keep the secret.” I chuckled again, and he looked at me with a not so pleased expression. “Oh, c’mon, I’m just goofing around.” I replied and he sighed. “Don’t be so butt hurt…”
“I’m not…” he looked at his watch, “I gotta go.” He told me and stood up.
“oh, o-okay…” I didn’t know what else to say.
“Um, see you tomorrow, I guess.” He scratched the back of his head nervously, and then left.
What the fuck is his problem?

Notes

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