Chapter 16

Waking up to a bang, my eyes flew open and I felt Melisa's hand squeeze mine. My mind was a little bit fuzzy but I heard loud footsteps advance towards us.

When I focused my vision, the lights are on and Ashton is standing in front of us.

I swallowed a gasp, scared that even if I gasp that... he'll hurt me. 

"Morning ladies," Ashton grinned kneeling down to our level and facing me with the sinister glint in his eyes. 

I bow my head, trying to hide my face away from him. I clenched the end of my jeans in my hands, nervous that he might hit me again.

"Leave her alone, Ashton." Melisa's voice sounded weak, and when I looked at her she had pale brown eyes and brown hair like mine but longer that reached past her waist. 

She's deathly pale and looks almost... Dead.

Ashton glared at Melisa but didn't say anything, he stood up hovering over me. I clenched the end of my jeans tighter and held my breath.

Then I felt the chains attached to my wrist removed, I grabbed my left wrist massaging it with my free hand.

I sighed in relief from the pain of the tight chains. 

"Stand up," I looked up at Ashton but bowed my head when he was looking at me "I said stand up!" he yelled pulling me up with a grip of my arm. 

"Ashton, leave her alone!" Melisa yelled.

When Ashton pulled me up, I couldn't stand straight, I kept wobbling left and right like a drunk person, it's because of Ashton's grip on my arm that keeps me on my feet.

"Don't tell me what to do, Melisa." Ashton growls, I heard Melisa shuffle and her chains make clanking sounds.

"Stop what you're doing with these girls Ashton. For Pete's sake look at her, She's young! and she couldn't be your mate!" Melisa's voice started shaky, until it rose from her anger.

Ashton's hand on my arm suddenly disappeared and I stumbled and fell, landing on fours on the ground.

I felt pain on my knees and hands then I heard a scream. I'm sure it isn't mine because I can hear my own deep breathes, when I raised my head now I know where the screams are coming from. 

It was from Melisa.

Her screams were of pain and terror. 

Ashton was in front of her, and his hands raised. Meaning he just hit Melisa.

I was only gaping at the scene in front of me. I didn't move, and I didn't know why. It's like I really couldn't move, at all, like someone is holding me down and just making me watch what's happening. 

A movie playing live in front of me and in 3D.

It took a few minutes before I stood on my feet and went towards Melisa's figure, I made sure that I kept a safe distance away from Ashton before crouching down to Melisa and touching her cheek where Ashton hit her.

She flinched back but relaxed when she saw it was only me.

I wrapped my arms tightly around her, giving her comfort she needed and didn't have when she was alone here.

I glanced at Ashton from the corner of my eye, he was quiet but he was watching us with an unknown expression on his face. 

I placed my attention back to Melisa who's tugging on my shirt, I leaned down to her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and hoisting herself up, and to a sitting position.

Her shirt rode up and I stared at the colorful bruises on her stomach, I gasped.

Melisa smiled softly before looking at Ashton's quiet figure. I placed my attention back to Ashton he's glaring at Melisa before putting his attention on me.

 He walked towards me and pulled me up by the arm, making me let go of her. 

I closed my eyes, scared of what he's going to do to me. If he could have killed then, he can kill me now without hesitation. 

Ashton dragged me out of the room where Melisa is and took me to a flight of stairs, he dragged me down until we reached a huge metal door.

When he opened the door it made a loud creaking sound, the room was dark at first before the room was lighted with a light bulb hanging at the middle of the room.

I suddenly grew terrified of what he'll do with me in this room because it had blood stains on the walls, a metal table at the far left and a chair with straps at the middle of the room, the basic torture room.

I think I was so shocked that I suddenly felt myself being strapped to the chair, a strap on the head, wrists, legs and waist. 

I surely can't escape this.

I clenched my fists, stopping myself from crying right in front of Ashton.

I should've helped Jordan escape and I would've escaped with him, I could have avoided this if I just helped Jordan escape.

And it's my fault for being so blind, how could I have stayed in a room with this psycho?

Now look at me, I could be dead in a few minutes, or hours. 

I suddenly felt a sharp sting making me gasp and suddenly focus at Ashton who just slapped me "Listen to me damn it!" Ashton yelled making me flinch.

I looked down at his shoes, but listened to what he was about to say "You wouldn't have to go through this, if you didn't see Deseree's painting then I wouldn't be doing this." he started.

Deseree? Who's that? Is she another girl he kidnapped? 

"And if you didn't touch Faith's journal and finding out what I really do, then you still might be at the kitchen, eating nutella." he started pacing back and forth and I looked up at him.

He faced me and I lowered my eyes "But you still saw the painting, you still read the journal, so I'll still punish you." he told me making my eyes close.

I didn't have to wait for the 'punishment' because I already felt him slap me hard at both cheeks, then I let out a startled cry when I felt him punch my stomach.

Breathing heavily, I opened my eyes to see him walk towards a metal suitcase when I heard the suitcase click open I closed my eyes scared of what's inside.

"Don't be scared, Jessica." Ashton mumbled, I felt his presence beside me making me flinch, just by his presence.

My knees and hands were shaking and I felt my stomach numb. 

I felt him place his hands on my thighs, "I want you to beg me to stop." Ashton chuckled darkly, I opened my eyes and stared into his crazed eyes.

He pulled out a knife from his back and hovered it on my wrist, I shook my head. 

He started at the skin below my elbow, he dug the knife and I bit my lip, tears forming in my eyes.

He dragged up to my shoulder and I started screaming in pain, blood's flooding out of the huge cut he made. 

He placed the knife at the skin below my other elbow and I shook my head screaming: "Please! Stop! It hurts." tears were falling like a broken dam.

"But, honey." Ashton chuckled.

He removed the knife from the skin below my elbow and placed it on my left thigh, trusting it in I yelled out in pain.

"It just started,"