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TWO:

“W-what are you talking about?” came a muffled, slightly scared whisper. It was a familiar sounding voice, although I couldn't quite make it out. “Where are you taking me?” Slowly I let my eyes drift to the door, or really where I thought the noise was coming from. I had no idea how big or small this room was. I still couldn't see, although I knew that I was going to have to see my tormentor eventually, it would probably be better to get it over and done with. “Take all my money, I don’t care, I won’t go to the cops. Just let me go” continued the voice.
Lights flicked on and my eyes instantly stung. When I could finally open my them again, the sight that hit me shocked, scared and slightly surprised me. Standing before me was both the stranger and Daniel. Daniel looked like he had been in some sort of fight, there were cuts on his face, his clothes were torn, he had a shiner starting to form on his left eye, but the stranger looked flawless, no cuts, no bruises, nothing. His pale skin almost seemed to glow. I didn’t know if I should be in awe of him or scared out of my mind. I had conflicting emotions running through my head. The one thing I did know was that seeing Daniel made my blood boil. I was not exactly concerned about him. How had my emotions towards him flipped so quickly? I know he betrayed me, but does that justify my hatred for him?

“I believe you two know each other” said the stranger, pushing Daniel into the floor, binding him to a pipe that ran along the wall and into a radiator. I still couldn’t quite place his face, it seemed familiar but I couldn’t pick where from. There was wallpaper falling off the wall, this house seemed to be rather old and run down, the radiator pipes were rusting.

“Bella?” asked Daniel. “Bella?! What is this, some kind of sick joke? Who the fuck are you?!” Daniel struggled against his restraints, trying in vain to escape. I felt nothing for him, no sympathy for his situation.

“Someone who is going to teach you exactly what respect for a woman is” replied the stranger, pushing him back against the wall. “I’m going to show you exactly what you’ll miss for the rest of your pathetic fucking life. You fucked over the wrong girl buddy.”

“What are you talking about?” snapped Daniel. “You’re fucking crazy. Bella do you know this psycho?”

“You have no idea” sneered the man. “Although” he continued, a playful smile spreading across his face, “in my eyes, you are the one who is crazy. I know what you’ve been doing Daniel, I know every single one of your deep and dark secrets. Should we tell Bella here exactly what you’ve been up to all this time?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about” hissed Daniel. “You’re a fucking creep.”

“Sticks and stones” smiled the man, brushing the words aside. “Although, I believe Bella knows about your indiscretion with that whore, I believe Melanie is her name. As far as I can tell, that one opens her legs for just about anyone. That one has been around the block a few times if you know what I mean.”

“Why are you talking about this?” I asked, struggling against the ropes that bound my wrists. “I don’t want to hear about this. I don’t care who she has been with!” I didn’t want to relive any of this; I suppressed the images of their bodies intertwined on our bed. “Please, just let me go, I don’t want to hear this, I don’t want to be part of this sick game” I gasped. Really I just wanted it all to be some sick twisted nightmare that I would wake up from. This could not possibly be real life. People don’t do this to other people.

“You’ve seen it, what harm is there in talking about it?” shrugged the man casually. “Besides, Melanie is only the beginning of the story.” I cringed as another image of their naked bodies flashed before my eyes with the mention of her name. “One piece in Daniel’s sick little puzzle and only one of his many indiscretions”.

“What?” I asked in confusion. Daniel couldn’t have been sleeping with any more women could he? Was I really that worthless? Was I really that repulsive? Was I really that stupid? Did I really mean that little to him? People seemed to like casting me aside.

“He’s lying” shot Daniel, continuing in vain to struggle. “Bella this guy is fucking mental, you can’t believe him!”

“Oh shut up” snapped the man, backhanding Daniel across the face. It was enough to make me jump. The sound was enough to make the hairs on my neck stand on end. I hated violence. “Melanie was only one of Daniel’s many conquests whilst he pretended to be faithful to you” he continued, “while he lived off your hard work. You see, Bella, I’ve been watching you for a while...I’ve taken, I guess what you could call, an interest in your life, and when I noticed that things were not exactly, ‘right’, I thought I’d dig a little deeper. Of course once I started, there was no way I was going to stop. It seems Daniel was not anywhere near as faithful to you as you were to him.”

“Why are you telling me this?” I asked in a whisper, tears starting to once again form in my eyes. “Why do you even care? What is it to you?”

“Because he’s a fucking sick creep” yelled Daniel, again struggling to free himself of his binds, “he’s a sick lying fucking creep.”

“Because you captured my attention” replied the man, ignoring Daniel, his cold finger running along my jaw. “You captivated me and you deserve so much better than this piece of shit. You’re a special woman Bella, and you don’t deserve people treating you like that. He lied to you over and over again, he used you, and he betrayed you. Not the way any self respecting man should ever act. You’ve been left at the wayside too many times.”

“Why do you care?” I asked again, my voice shaking as the tears started to fall down my cheeks.

“I care more than you know” he whispered in my ear. “I care because I am nothing like him, and because someone as amazing as you should be taken care of, not abused. I care because I can and because I choose to. I care because when it came down to it, you were the only one that cared about me.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked, confusion fuzzing my brain. Did I know this man? His face had some familiarity to it, but surely I couldn’t know him.

“I know you sugar, I know everything about you” he replied, his hand pushing the hair from my face.

“You’ve been stalking her!” asked Daniel. “You fucking sick bastard.”

“I don’t know why you care so much Daniel, is it because all of a sudden your territory is up for grabs? You’re the one who was cheating on her remember?” he laughed. “And as I said, she captivated me, enough to make me look into her life and find out more about her, and let me tell you Daniel, I like what I’ve found. She hasn’t changed much over the years. Still the young, naive, beautiful young woman I remember.”
My tears were now freely flowing down my face; I was in a state of shock. The very person whom I had been running from earlier was sitting across from me, and a man who I had no memory of ever meeting before in my life was talking about me like I was the object of his obsession. This had to be a nightmare; this couldn’t be real, no one would be sick enough to do this to me. Stupid, boring, worthless me.

“Don’t talk about her like that” yelled Daniel, struggling further against his binds. “She’s not a piece of fucking meat.”

“I know that” smiled the man menacingly. “I don’t think you ever did though.”

“I don’t understand why you even care, you’re a fucking sick jerk who has no idea about anything” spat Daniel.

“I care because you made her cry” he replied, once again, his finger catching a tear that was running down my face. He moved back towards Daniel and in one quick movement slapped his hand hard across his face. This time the sound didn’t make me flinch. I barely moved. “You made her cry, you made her think that she wasn’t worth your time, you used her and you abused her” he continued. “I don’t like you Daniel, and I don’t like men like you, and more to the point, I do this because I can” he added. “I do this because it is guys like me who deserve women like her”.

“What are you going to do to him?” I asked in whisper. I had no idea what his intentions with me were, but I knew that he would keep me longer than he intended to keep Daniel. Daniel was on borrowed time, every cell in my brain was screaming that to me.

“Oh sugar, one thing you should know, I never like to ruin surprises” he smiled at me. He didn’t look like someone who would hurt me, but judging by my track record I was always destined to be wrong about people. “Between you and me though darling, I am going to make sure he can never do what he did to you to anyone else.”

“What does that mean?” I asked.

“It means sugar, I am going to torture him just like he tortured you” he replied with a smirk. “Or maybe not exactly, I suppose there is a bit of a difference”. The look in his eye made the blood in my body run cold. My life was no longer in my own hands and that scared me. “So sugar” he continued, his finger tracing my jaw once again. “You and I are going to put on a show for that piece of shit over there. I know it’s going to be something he never forgets. First I have one thing to do...”

“What do you meant a show?” I stuttered, my blood turning cold. What was it that he was about to do to me?

“A special show” he winked at me. He leant down and looked Daniel in the eye. “Something that our friend here won’t enjoy” he added, lifting something from his pocket. I couldn’t see what it was. I could feel my heart racing in my chest. “But I think he needs to know how it feels” he added.

“How what feels?”I asked, my voice still shaking. He smile at me again, strangely his smile seemed to make me feel at ease, it was genuine, like he really meant it. It was almost as if there were something more than just revenge and malice behind his eyes. Why would he care about me?

“Watching” he replied, his hand softly running up my arm. The hairs on my neck stood on end and I shivered at his cold hands.

“Watching what?” I stammered out, my heart racing.

“Watching us” he smiled, his hand tracing along my collar bone, moving to wipe hair off my face.

“Don’t you fucking touch her you sick mother fuck” yelled Daniel. The stranger smiled at me, and winked.

“Hold that thought sugar, I just have one little problem to tend to” he said, before tucking my hair behind my ear and moving away from me. “Daniel, Daniel, Daniel” he mused, “I really can’t concentrate with you yelling obscenities at me and more to the point, it is rather annoying”. I took a deep breath and waited for what was going to happen next.
Some sounds will haunt you for the rest of your life, there are some sounds you never think a human being could make.