Chapter 39 REVENGE IS SO SWEET!
Warning: Chapter contains graphic violence, power-play, and revenge themes!
Max sat tied to a chair in the middle of the dark warehouse, right at the center of it all.
Erica stood behind the see-through mirror, her arms folded under her boobs.
“What are you going to do to him?” Nine asked, and Erica’s lips curved evilly.
“What bastards like him deserve.”
(FLASHBACK – TEN YEARS AGO)
BACK ALLEY
“Come on, dance!” Max yelled.
Celina paused mid-step. It was already dark, who would be here at this time?
She walked toward the alley where the noise came from. A girl stood there, clutching tightly onto her school skirt.
“Dance!” Max barked again. He stood up and walked to the girl, placing his hand on the back of her neck, gripping tight. The female shivered.
“Please let me go,” she begged, but he laughed, sticking a lollipop into his mouth.
“Sure… after you give me a lap dance,” he whispered into her ear before bursting into manic laughter.
“Come on, this is boring. Strip her!” the other guy said, pointing his pocket knife at the girl, who fidgeted in fear.
“I really didn’t do anything wrong,” she cried. Celina watched, her eyes darkening. She wanted to move in, but remembering Max had tried to rape her before, she froze. She still felt his stare, those cruel eyes. She looked away, gripping her backpack straps tightly.
“It’s none of my business,” she muttered, turning to walk off.
“Dance, bitch!” Max yelled before slapping the girl across the face.
“If you didn’t wear this short thing…” he pointed at her skirt, “…would I even be attracted to you?”
“This is against school rules,” Celina said sharply. Max paused, he smirked and turned toward her.
“Mind your business, twerp.” Then to the girl: “I’m not going to hurt you.”
“Please,” the girl cried, staring at Celina as if silently begging for help.
“Max, that’s enough!” Celina shouted, but he ignored her.
He reached for the girl’s skirt, and Celina’s lips twitched in disgust.
“I told you to stop!” she snapped, grabbing his arm.
“Wow, a fragile girl stopped you. How disgraceful,” his friend mocked. Max’s eyes flared with fury.
“Let go!” he roared. Seeing she refused, he shoved her. Celina crashed to the ground. Her phone slipped from her grip and shattered. Damn, she’d been managing that phone for months before her mom bought a new one.
“You asshole!” she yelled, picking up her phone and staring at it in anger.
Max froze. “What did you call me?”
“Asshole,” she repeated.
Max shoved the girl aside and rushed to Celina, gripping her shirt tightly.
“I’ll kill you!” he hissed and slapped her hard across the face. She fell, groaning softly, her lip split from the impact.
“Since you want to save her so badly, I’ll teach you a lesson instead—”
“Hey! What are you doing there?!” an officer shouted.
Max and his friends bolted instantly, the officer running after them.
Celina exhaled shakily and turned to the girl on the ground. “Are you okay?”
(Flashback ends)
“Bat,” Erica said, stretching out her hand. Nine placed it in her palm. She walked out of the room instantly.
“Who’s that? Look, I really apologize, I didn’t mean to do that! It was a fair and square match, besides, it’s illegal, there are no rules!” Max yelled. Erica’s lips twitched.
“Even now, you still haven’t changed. How outrageous.” Her voice was cold, dripping with contempt.
“Who are you? How dare you judge me?” he barked, and Erica laughed.
“Typical you. Arrogant.” She raised her bat and before he could speak again…
BAM!
The first hit slammed into his head. He fell, groaning and confused, but she didn’t stop; she swung again and again.
After the fifteenth strike, Erica finally paused, staring at the blood dripping fr his face and pooling on the floor. She scoffed.
“Come in. Drag him.”
Two men entered, grabbed Max by the arms, and dragged him to the water tank. He must’ve fainted, but water would surely slap life back into him.
They shoved his head into the water. At first there was no movement, then suddenly, his body jerked awake. His lungs burned, the peppery sting of suffocation hitting instantly. He clawed at the tank, trying to pull himself out, but they pressed his head in deeper.
“Enough,” Erica said calmly. They released him. Max crawled backward, gasping desperately for air.
“Show yourself!” he screamed.
Erica laughed.
“Seems like you haven't had enough, good, i wasn't done yet” she said, cackling darkly. She raised her bat and...
BAM! It crashed into his face.
“Aargh!” he groaned. His nose went numb before the pain shot in, and blood dripped thick and heavy.
Erica smiled. She still wasn’t satisfied. She wanted these bullies to see hell ...karma was a bitch, and she was delivering it personally.
“This isn’t satisfying enough,” she said, licking her lips as she looked at her hefty men.
“The torture table.”
Max was dragged again. He yelled, trying to fight, but blindfolded, helpless, he was nothing.
His head was forced onto the table. He trembled, trying to sense what was coming.
“Please don’t kill me! I didn’t do anything!” he cried. Erica’s eyes gleamed.
"Killing you would be easy, what i want is for you to suffer” she replied, sitting down and crossing her legs.
“Put the dog chain on.”
A metal dog chain was locked around his neck.
“well if you really don't want to die, bark like a dog and crawl. Make it convincing. Maybe I’ll let you go.”
Max shivered and crawled.
“Woof… wooh,” he barked weakly.
Erica tapped her fingers on the arm of her chair.
“Bark louder.”
He shivered harder. Shame washed over him, a grown man reduced to this by a ‘fragile’ woman. He wanted to choke her, but the sandbag over his eyes made everything worse.
Erica’s expression fell flat. This was no fun.
She signaled with her eyes. The two men raised the whip and brought it down....
CRACK!
Max screamed as pain tore through his back and legs, tears nearly spilling.
“Who are you? You bitch!” he yelled. Erica laughed mockingly.
“Bitch? I prefer the Devil.” She stood and strode toward him.
“You hurt me before. Now you can’t even take a little hit?”
“I’ll kill you! Hear me, you fucking bitch?!” he roared, but Erica just clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes.
Her fingers curled around his wrist. He tried to yank away, but his body went numb instantly. She had stabbed him with an injection.
“Don’t worry, it won’t kill you. Just paralyze you for a bit,” Erica whispered into his ear, dragging him like a rag doll.
She placed his hand on the table. Max panicked, unable to move.
Then.....
BAM!
The hammer smashed down on his finger.
“Aaahhhhhhghhhh!” he screamed, face twisted in pain.
“I’m sorry—” he tried to say, but nothing escaped. His fingers were broken, and he could feel everything.
Behind the mirror, Aaron smiled softly.
“Really… Erica is amazing.” he thought ....Erica turned and stared at the mirror.
“See? This is how you deal with a motherfucker.” She kicked Max across the face, breathing hard.
"Nine brings the ladies in......."
"For what miss?" Nine asked and a smile tugged on Erica's lip.
"To Rape him! Of course, did He really think only men could rape and torture.
........he needs to know Women too can rape in a very cruel way!"