The next day,
A bucket of water is splashed on his face waking him up,
He was a bleeding and crying mess, all his fingers nails were ripped off while I watched.
He raised his head to see me standing in front of him, with the mask on my face.
I haven’t spoken to him, I don’t see the need to talk to a bastard like him.
So I let Calvin do the talking.
“Wakes wakey” Calvin leaned his head in front of him.
His eyes were heavy that he could barely move them,
“I’m thirsty ” he whispered drowsily.
I grabbed a seat and pressed it against the wall, today I had something else planned out just for him.
I know he will like it, it would be obvious from his screams the last time that he enjoys this.
Otherwise why would he scream and cry tears of joy.
“You poor boy, you need water” Calvin tea
