Surprises

Warning : there’s a bit of violence in this chapter, but not much, I don’t really do violence writing but it was needed for the story to continue on its destiny.

Chapter Eleven : Revenge

When we pulled up outside the restaurant I was overjoyed to see it wasn’t a French one, I had already been to two of those in as many days, and the last two times were supposedly dates but in my mind this was the only real date, and it was with two of the most handsome programmes I knew.

Dinner was relatively uneventful, the twins got a few strange stares and every now and then I could see Two having to calm One down before he did something rather stupid. There were also a few times when I received looks from some of the other guests but they were soon put off by the looks the twins gave them. Other than that it went along without any other problems, we had light conversation which flowed very easily whilst eating and drinking, both food and drink were exquisite.

As we were leaving the restaurant and walking back o the Car I asked he twins to drop me off at home so I could pick up some regular clothes and a few essentials that every girl needs. The grudgingly agreed, they seemed to think that everywhere I went wasn’t safe for me, but I reassured them that I knew most people in the apartment building and it was a safe area to live in and that I wouldn’t be that long anyway, and hour tops. To save them having to wait around I said that I would get a cab back, this seemed to put them on edge even more.

After being dropped off at my building I raced up top my place to get my things together. Throwing some essentials into the bag, a few pairs of jeans, some t-shirts, underwear, and grab some clean clothes to put on now. I choose jeans, black knee high books, t-shirt and my white leather jacket. Just as I was doing up my bag I felt a hand over my mouth, it clamped down so quick I didn’t have a chance to even make a squeak, and a needle was put into my neck. Blackness started closing in on the edges of my vision, just before I blacked out I managed to see who it was doing this to me, of all the people it could have been, it had to be him, The Merovingian.

Waking up, the fog of whatever it was I had been injected with leaving my mind I look around where I have ended up, I am laying on bed in a big spacious room, everything is white and gold, god what a colour scheme, the bed sheets are silk and everything looks very elegant and expensive. As I try and sit up something on my wrists stops me, what’s that? Craning my neck round I see handcuffs on both my wrist attaching them to the bed, that’s not good, starting to panic I desperately pull and my bindings trying to break free.

“Now now Cherie, why so agitated?” Oh god that voice, I never want to hear hat voice again in my whole life, and this is obviously him getting his own back for that little bathroom incident. “It will not do to struggle, I said I always get what I want,” ok now I feel sick, I so hope he isn’t going to do with me what I think he is going to do.

“Let me go!” I can feel my range racing through my veins, all he does is snigger, “please let me go” god have I been reduced to pleading so quickly. All I can think about is wishing the twins were with me, they would protect me from this disgusting evil man.

Back at the twins apartment the twins are sitting watching TV waiting for Beth’s return, ‘One she should be back by now, what’s taking her so long?’ ‘She’s fine, you know how women are.’ After a few minutes of watching Two feels a little mental pang giving him a small headache ‘hay, if you want something all you need to do is ask, no need to do that,’ ‘what, I didn’t do anything,’ ‘ok that was weird.’ Thinking it was a glitch in his programming he brushes it off, ‘Two, One help me, please help me,’ hang on that was Beth’s voice, how did that get in my head? ‘Please help me, it’s The Merovingian’ her voice was sounding a lot more desperate, One obviously herd it that time as well, we turned to look at each other with the same amount of worry and anger, no one touch Beth, she was theirs. Leaping off the sofa they both phased and went as quick as they could to the château hoping they weren’t too late.

Meanwhile back at the château I was still handcuffed to the bed and luckily for me unharmed as of yet, he had been blabbing for a while about causality, as if I really cared, but I was hoping that if he talked enough he might forget why he came here and leave me be, it was a long shot but you never know. As he turned round after finishing his speech I saw a rather nasty looking switch blade open in his hand, it was rather similar to the twins one’s except his had a gold handle and it had a few jaggered bits on the blade end closest to the handle. I was sure that could inflict some real damage and it looked like I was about to find out.

As he walked closer I saw the blade gleaming in the dim light, I cloud see candle light shimmering on the gleaming blade, it made it look even more fierce. He started out just running it over my cheeks, I could feel a whimper rising up my throat but I clamped my mouth shut, I would not give him the satisfaction of hearing my discomfort or pain. He started to press a little further and is started to dig into my skin, only deep enough to cause a small cut but I could start to feel the blood trickle down my cheek to my neck and onto the sheets.

Next her trailed it down each arm again only making light cuts running from my wrists to my elbows, more of my blood seeped into the sheets and I kept my mouth clamped shut so as not to cry out. Although I wasn’t vocally crying out, I was mentally.

The twins entered the château, Two felt a sharp pain in his head causing him to double over and take big breathes, then it came again, ‘please someone one help, my twins please help me,’ ‘we have to find her One, he’s hurting her,’ Two’s voice was harsh from emotion, fear and anger, ‘I know but where would he take her, there are too many rooms.’ Then as if on cue a heart retching scream could be heard all through the château, that was all the twins needed, they knew where he had taken her, sprinting down corridor after corridor they finally came to a huge pair of white doors, throwing them open the sight they were met with made them angrier than they had ever been, which was saying something.

I was still on the bed, still handcuffed, my blood soaking the sheets, the last thing he had done to me had tore a scream from my throat, I hated that he had managed that but I had run out of power to stop it, I thought it was hopeless, I thought no one was coming to save me from this thing. I still had the switch blade sticking out of my side. He was now undressing. So this is how it happens, this is how I am going to die. Just as he had gotten on the bed, his hands hovering over my jeans button I heard a huge crash by the, and there they stood, looking like fallen angels, my twins, they had come for me, they heard my pleading. The last thing I remember was seeing them dragging him off me and Two’s face hovering above the bed, then everything went black.