The Wicked End

It was just a dream it had to be. No, it’s always the quiet ones. “Rory” I heard whispered in my ear, I opened my eyes. There was no one in the room, the light was on. I sat up in pain noticing I was on the bed again still in just my pants and bra.
“Get out” I heard in my head, I lost it. I lied back reaching for my neck. There was a welt in the form of a circle. I groaned as I pulled my hand away preparing my self for blood, to my surprise there was none.
Then darkness surrounded me again. Stupid girl you should have run. Stupid girl you should have listened. Stupid girl now you're going to die.
In my dreams I saw every mistake I ever made all but one, Matt. If I could fly like I did in my dream id be gone. My eyes slowly opened, I still had that feeling that I was flying. I looked down I was being carried some where.
I looked up and saw Matt. He looked at me “hey” I turned away “let me go” he laughed “no” with that he opened a room and said “this is you're room for now.”
He set me on my feet and gave me a small shove. Then the lights went on. I looked around there was a table with two chairs, a pillow, some blankets folded on top, and a huge wooden dresser with a pad lock on it.
I blinked “what the fuck” he chuckled “it never gets old the first reaction to the room” I turned around and walked up to him “Matt” he stared at me “what” I looked at him “you cant do this trust me let me go now and I wont tell any one. Ill even come by to say hi every now and then, take it or leave it” he laughed “hmm tempting. Nah you stay” I nodded and knew I had to get out.
I put my hands on his shoulders, he smiled “oh I see what you're getting at” I nodded “really?” he smiled “ill think about it how’s that?” I nodded.
Then I pulled him to me and kneed him in the groin. He doubled over as I grabbed his head and pulled it to my knee. He groaned in pain as I pushed him to the side and ran out the door.
I ran down a hall and found the front door I smiled “yes” I tried to open it but it was locked I looked down and saw it had a key hole in the inside.
“the kitchen” came a hollow voice from within my mind. I nodded hearing loud foot steps. I ran in to the kitchen and opened all the drawers, there I saw it a shiny silver knife that could be the key to my rescue. I grabbed it, it was a nice long mincing knife. I heard a noise so I turned and there he was Matt, his nose was bleeding.
He smiled “hey what you got there?” I raised my eye browns “don't worry about it” he laughed and stood straight “you know that knifes not very sharp” I shrugged he just wanted to distract me “that's fine I'm good with this” he took a step towards me and I said “okay I am obligated to tell you that my, you know what fuck that you're going down bitch” he laughed “my favorite part.” I
nodded “you're sick” he nodded and jumped at me I avoided his assault and cut his arm, Then I ran to the living room. Matt laughed walking behind me “mm that was such a turn on” I stared at him “let’s make a deal” I hoped he agreed.
He stared at me thinking about it. A distinct voice came from behind me “what kind of deal?” I moved to my left so I could face both men.
This man I hadn’t seen he must be, fuck I had forgotten his name. He had short black hair, he was paler than Matt. His eyes were greener, his lips a bit fuller, he was about the same height, and he sported a misfits shirt.
the stranger smiled “let me guess Matt, this ones feisty?” Matt laughed “just a little” I blinked “a lot actually and greedy to” they both stared at me. The new guy laughed “is that blood on that knife?” I looked him in the eye “yes” he wanted to distract me also. I
shook my head “Matt, deal yes?” the new guy sat down on the couch. Matt looked at his watch “depends” I wondered if any one had gotten away, had he ever done this before? The new guy laughed “no one has ever gotten away and yes he's done this before” I stared at him “cheap trick” he laughed “if you say so” I did.
He smirked. I stared at him if I lived through Matt id rip his nails out and pour salt on his hands. He raised an eye brow “me?” I nodded “you” Matt turned to him “what” the guy stared at me “tell him what you want to do to me” I scuffed “I'm not you're bitch tell him you're self” Matt smirked “she's right. She's my bitch” I heard a noise out side sirens I smiled “guess you're shit out of luck” Matt turned to me “the sirens? Sweetie my neighbors have a meth lab, they get cops all the time” got to admit that killed some hope, Fucking leach.
“come on Matt lets make a deal” he shrugged “you failed to mention what the deal was” I nodded “I wont let you keep me here and you wont let me leave right” he smiled “you catch on quick” I nodded “if I don't make it out that door kill me” the new guy tilted his head “dude she's serious” I nodded “I am, and just so you know I wont walk out that door until you're dead” he rolled his head around “no deal” I blinked “what why not win, win” he shook his head “no I want to keep you” I was disgusted by that if there ever was any attractiveness in him it was all dead and buried.
I nodded “fine then I'm going to kill every one in this house” he nodded “you can try but every ones already dead” I looked away from him in confusion. He had taken that chance to jump at me, when I looked up he was already a few feet away from me.
I closed my eyes and fell to the floor as he landed on me. There was no avoiding it, he held my hands over my head and laughed “so how will you ever leave?” It felt like my hands were cemented in. I didn’t let the knife go, I couldn’t it was the only advantage I had. He laughed “do some thing girl don't disappoint me now, kick me or some thing” I stared at him, how could some one have fun torturing some one like this?
He sighed “maybe I should just kill you” the new guy laughed “just keep her” I shook my head “kill me” he leaned down and licked my neck reminding me of last time he was on top of me, when he bit me. he couldn’t do it again that hurt. I kneed him and rolled us over. He grinned. I smacked him across the face, the knife left a nice cut across his cheek. He reached up and stared at his fingers. I got up and kicked him in the stomach, then in the face.
He wasn’t touching me. He curled up in a ball with his eyes closed. He looked up at me for a moment with red eyes like he had been crying. I kicked him again. Then I stepped back. He sat up “that was a bit more than expected” I held the knife out in defense he laughed “if you put that down ill go easy on you” I shook my head “I don't need you're sympathy” he smiled “great” then he slapped me.
I fell on all fours feeling the pressure of his chest pressed against my back “stay with me” he huskily whispered. I held the knife tightly and looked at him over my shoulder “you were so hansom” he grinned “still am, babe” I shook my head and pushed the blade in to his rib cage. His expression changed.
I pulled the knife out and turned around. I made my way to behind Matt and wrapped an arm over his shoulder pulling his back to my chest. The other arm snaked around his waist. I felt the blade slide in him again. I kissed his cheek and whispered “I'm sorry hansom” he fell to the floor saying “Rory”.
I turned for a second to his friend who was staring at his nails in a board manner. I fell to my knees in shock with Matt and repeatedly stabbed him. He didn’t fight me off or scream. I was brought to tears as I realized what I was doing. His hands slowly rose and held on to my arm.
I held the blade to his throat and wiped my tears over the back of his shirt. “cant say it was nice meeting you. good bye Matt” with that comment his friend looked up “don't do it” he said.
I ignored him and felt the knife pierce Matt's skin then I dragged it across his throat he leaned over as I pulled my arm off of him, he dropped to the floor in one swift motion. I stepped back to stare at him for a moment.
His friend got up “Matt you okay?” Matt didn’t respond. I slowly made my way to the door. I
still couldn’t open it.

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