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Authors: Luis Samways
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nine. If I don’t get there, I’ll get in trouble.”
His mother looked at him and shook her head. “Trouble? Who does that bastard think he is? Talking to you like a muppet all the time? Telling you that you’ll be in trouble? You’re a giant, my boy. You could crush his skull if you wanted to. Don’t you forget that! You hear me?”
Hamish nodded. His usual smile was gone. It was replaced by confusion. He didn’t understand why his mother wanted him to fight back. All his life he was told to fight back, but he didn’t see the point. Hurting people was wrong. And he didn’t like being wrong. Or doing wrong.
“I have to go, Mum. I love you lots,” he said, kissing her on the cheek.
“Don’t forget to get changed. You’re still in your jammies.”
Hamish looked down at himself and smiled. “What would I do without you?” he asked, making his way out of the kitchen and back up the stairs.
His mother stood in the kitchen and thought the same thing. “What would you do without me?” she muttered under her breath. A slight tear ran down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away and got back to doing what she usually did on weekday mornings.
Ten minutes later, Hamish made his way down the stairs. He sounded like an elephant. The whole house practically shook. He said a quick goodbye to his mum, poking his head around the doorframe in the kitchen and saying farewell. She blew him a kiss, and he went on his way. She heard the front door shut, and ten seconds later the sound of an engine firing up and him driving away.
Fifteen
The sound of an engine coming to life startled Demi as she began to hyperventilate. At first she thought she was dreaming, but then the droning engine became louder and louder. After a minute or so of uncertainty, the vibrations from the engine died down a little, and the sensation of movement could be felt. That was when Demi began to panic. She really began to breathe heavily. The thought of her moving was all too much.
She had two things running through her head: How was she going to get out of a coffin, and where were they driving her to?
She was overcome with emotion. At first, all she wanted to do was dig her nails into the wooden sides of the coffin and attempt to claw her way out. But that wasn’t going to work. Not with her hands bound up and her feet tied as well. Donny had put a lot of thought into his plan. He had her locked away in a dark room for what felt like at least a week. And when she emerged, her fate had changed. Whilst she was in the room, she’d thought she would die in the dark. But then she was allowed out and met with Donny, only to find out he wasn’t going to forgive her for her sins. She then thought that she’d be beaten to death. Maybe even beheaded, especially after hearing what his two cronies had told her when they forced her out of her flat and into their car.
But now she didn’t know what to think. Was she destined to die in a coffin, or was he moving her someplace? Would he leave her in the back of whatever vehicle she was in? Just drive to someplace remote and leave her there? Was he capable of such a thing?
Absolutely! The man was capable of a lot of things. Demi found herself thinking of all the possible ways she could perish at his hands. None of them sounded fun. He was known for torturing his victims. Making them cry for death, beg for it, even! But she wasn’t going to beg for her death. She wasn’t built that way. It just wasn’t who she was.
The driving continued. She remained silent in the coffin. The pitch dark was seeping into her pores. She felt as if it was comforting her into some sort of silence. A peacefulness that was unexpected. It amazed her that she was able to come to terms with her fate so quickly. She was prepared for the worst. She was expecting nothing but the worst when they came knocking on her door and told her they knew what she did. But she wasn’t expecting this. This was indeed a surprise.
“I wonder
His mother looked at him and shook her head. “Trouble? Who does that bastard think he is? Talking to you like a muppet all the time? Telling you that you’ll be in trouble? You’re a giant, my boy. You could crush his skull if you wanted to. Don’t you forget that! You hear me?”
Hamish nodded. His usual smile was gone. It was replaced by confusion. He didn’t understand why his mother wanted him to fight back. All his life he was told to fight back, but he didn’t see the point. Hurting people was wrong. And he didn’t like being wrong. Or doing wrong.
“I have to go, Mum. I love you lots,” he said, kissing her on the cheek.
“Don’t forget to get changed. You’re still in your jammies.”
Hamish looked down at himself and smiled. “What would I do without you?” he asked, making his way out of the kitchen and back up the stairs.
His mother stood in the kitchen and thought the same thing. “What would you do without me?” she muttered under her breath. A slight tear ran down her cheek. She quickly wiped it away and got back to doing what she usually did on weekday mornings.
Ten minutes later, Hamish made his way down the stairs. He sounded like an elephant. The whole house practically shook. He said a quick goodbye to his mum, poking his head around the doorframe in the kitchen and saying farewell. She blew him a kiss, and he went on his way. She heard the front door shut, and ten seconds later the sound of an engine firing up and him driving away.
Fifteen
The sound of an engine coming to life startled Demi as she began to hyperventilate. At first she thought she was dreaming, but then the droning engine became louder and louder. After a minute or so of uncertainty, the vibrations from the engine died down a little, and the sensation of movement could be felt. That was when Demi began to panic. She really began to breathe heavily. The thought of her moving was all too much.
She had two things running through her head: How was she going to get out of a coffin, and where were they driving her to?
She was overcome with emotion. At first, all she wanted to do was dig her nails into the wooden sides of the coffin and attempt to claw her way out. But that wasn’t going to work. Not with her hands bound up and her feet tied as well. Donny had put a lot of thought into his plan. He had her locked away in a dark room for what felt like at least a week. And when she emerged, her fate had changed. Whilst she was in the room, she’d thought she would die in the dark. But then she was allowed out and met with Donny, only to find out he wasn’t going to forgive her for her sins. She then thought that she’d be beaten to death. Maybe even beheaded, especially after hearing what his two cronies had told her when they forced her out of her flat and into their car.
But now she didn’t know what to think. Was she destined to die in a coffin, or was he moving her someplace? Would he leave her in the back of whatever vehicle she was in? Just drive to someplace remote and leave her there? Was he capable of such a thing?
Absolutely! The man was capable of a lot of things. Demi found herself thinking of all the possible ways she could perish at his hands. None of them sounded fun. He was known for torturing his victims. Making them cry for death, beg for it, even! But she wasn’t going to beg for her death. She wasn’t built that way. It just wasn’t who she was.
The driving continued. She remained silent in the coffin. The pitch dark was seeping into her pores. She felt as if it was comforting her into some sort of silence. A peacefulness that was unexpected. It amazed her that she was able to come to terms with her fate so quickly. She was prepared for the worst. She was expecting nothing but the worst when they came knocking on her door and told her they knew what she did. But she wasn’t expecting this. This was indeed a surprise.
“I wonder
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