Run, little kitten

Chapter three

"Please... stop!" I pleaded, struggling to push him away.

He had me trapped under him. My clothes were torn to shreds, blood everywhere.

"Let me go, Damien!" I struggled but to no avail.

"Shut the f**k up and stay still!" He yelled, slapping me hard across the cheek. I coughed out blood, struggling to breathe.

"Please, stop!" I pleaded, but it only fell on deaf ears.

I tried to push him away, but my body was already growing weak. I was slowly losing consciousness.

"Stay still, brat!" Damien cursed at me.

My eyes widened seeing what he held in his right hand.

A knife.

"Damien!"

He launched it at me, but at the last moment, I pushed him away using the last of my strength.

My eyes fell to the floor, and I reached for something.

A broken glass.

Before I could regain myself, something hard hit me on the head. My head spun.

I collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

"You bastard," Damien dashed towards me.

In a flash, I held the glass tight and drove it into his neck. I drew it out again, stabbing that area continuously.

His body went limp.

"Get away?!" I screamed out, pushing the body away from me.

I knelt in front of it. Tears rolled down my face.

"What have I done?" I whisper.

My eyes fell on my bloodstained hands, and I screamed out in terror.

"No!" My eyes flashed open as I sat up. I looked around, finding myself in a room, on a bed and worse, my clothes had been changed.

I gasped. "Where am I?"

"You're at my house, Sleddin," A male voice answered.

I turned sharply to see a man sitting on an iron chair staring at me. His cold blue eyes sent shivers down my spine.

"Who... are you?" I stammered.

He let out a chuckle. You don't know?"

My mind instantly went to the letters, the pictures, the stranger at the park and at my porch.

Tears trailed down from my eyes " What do you want from me?!" I cried out.

He laughed out loud, completely unfazed.

"Funny how you're acting innocent, my dear", he replied, slowly standing up to his feet.

I tried to move, but immediately, I realized I was tied to the bed with chains.

Hands and feet.

I glared at him, " What do you want from me?!"

He stopped in his tracks "Do you seriously want an introduction, Sleddin?"

He turned to the knife in his hand.

"Okay, then", he said.

"Remember the man you killed?, I'm his brother"

My eyes widened in recognition.

"Zade Moretti?"

More tears ran down my cheeks, uncontrollably.

"He tried... to kill... me", I sobbed. My whole body was shaking terribly as memories crashed in.

Zade moved closer, caging me on the bed. He lifted my chin using the flat surface of the knife. The cold steel pressed against my wet skin. My breath seized; I couldn't breathe.

"You expect me to believe that?" He whispered, His voice low. His blue eyes were filled with rage. "That my own brother... tried to kill you?"

I nodded immediately. Tears poured faster.

"You have to," I cried ", Damien isn't-"

"Isn't that?!" He roared, slamming his fist against the headboard beside my head. I screamed in fear.

My tears rolled down his blade.

"Tears?" Zade raised an eyebrow, his thumb wiping my cheek.

"You amaze me more, Sleddin," he said. You killed my brother; now you're crying for him?"

"Please..." I begged. I tried to reach him, but the chains made me remember I was still pinned to the bed. " Let me go"

His hands instantly grabbed my hair. He yanked my head back, my neck fully exposed to him.

His knife trailed down my throat.

"You killed my brother, Sleddin", he snarled. "You don't get to leave, you don't get to cry, you belong to me now, Kitten. In this house, in this room, until I've tortured you enough."

At that moment, I thought he would actually slice my throat. His eyes dropped to my wrist.

Red, raw and bleeding.

He stared at it for a minute, then let out a scoff. He reached into his pocket, brought out a silver key and unlocked the chains.

CLICK.

The cuffs fell open.

Again, his hands grabbed my hair.

"Escape, and I'll break you and feed your bones to dogs; I mean every word", he snarled.

He pushed me hard against the bed so hard the chains clattered.

Zade stood up on his feet.

I gasped for air, coughing hard. I placed my hands on my neck where his knife had been.

My hair was messy, my face was wet, my wrist was red and raw from the cuffs.

I watched Zade walk across the room slowly, his hands behind his back.

He looked like a predator waiting to devour his prey.

I watched him. My chest rose and fell.

How did he find me?

I had seen Zade before. Quiet, distant and cold. We met when Damien first introduced me to him at a rooftop dinner.

Damien had his arms around me, laughing out loud.

"This is my little brother, Zade. He's the boring one"

Zade had just looked at me. One glance, then he left.

Now, I'm seeing him.

Cold, cruel, ruthless and a total bastard.

Just like his older brother.

I gritted my teeth in anger.

Suddenly, my mind shifted to Rosetta and Jay.

"Where are my friends?" I blurted out. "What did you do to them? Where are they?"

Zade stopped walking.

"I have no business with them, Sleddin," He replied coldly.

"And what exactly are you going to do to me?!" I yelled. My fear turned into anger.

Zade smiled, dangerous and slow.

"I told you, kitten, I'll torture you" He whispered " Death is too easy these days"

He walked towards the door.

"Get some rest first, Kitten" he said " Tomorrow won't be pleasing"

He slammed the door hard, causing me to jump in fear.

The door clicked, and I glared at it. Pure hate grew inside me.

"I hate him," I cursed under my breath.

I paused immediately, realizing it.

Did he just call me... kitten?