When Jealousy Turns Deadly, chapter 2
"I told you not to scream" Tre's captor said taking the heavy cloth forcing some in his mouth and tying it at the back of his head. "Therefore you lose your speaking privileges till I say so do you understand me"
Tré just looked up at his captor with great fear in his eyes. Great he just lost his ability to bite his captor. His wrists were now bleeding from rubbing his bond hands against the ropes finding a way to free himself. All he was good for now was just to sit there and make a muffled cry for help. He just closed his eyes wanting to wake up from this nightmare. Make it all be a dream and have him safe on the tour bus heading towards a tour. But unfortunately for him it wasn't the case this time.
Out of his thoughts he felt a backhand push his head back. He made a muffled yelp as his face was grabbed again forcing him to look into his captor's eyes. He just looked at him in anger to make him seem brave when really his was scared and confused.
"I asked you a question you dumb fuck DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!" His captor said again still Tré made no hint of interaction he just sat there in silence finally his captor let go of him and spat in his face.
"Of course you don't all you think about is being tied up and having some hot chick fucking you, I could have lived that dream before you took my place. I want to kill you so badly but I need you in this little scheme."
He felt a tear fall down his eye. He told himself a million times in his thoughts not to cry. He remained in the chair shaking in silent as more insults came running towards him. But still he didn't utter a sound.
"You haven't made one noise one little peep even behind the gag," His captor said, "For once you kept your mouth shut."
Tré turned his head away he didn't want to look at his captor anymore than he had to.
Please wake up he kept thinking Please make this be a dream.
"Are you even listening to me?" His captor said gripping his face again this time even harder. Instead of looking at his captor he looked down at his feet.
"Of course you are not maybe you'll make a yelp for joy once your buddies come to rescue you right...RIGHT.... God you are so stupid."
His captor let go of his head making him look down at the floor.
"I'll leave you alone utter a loud sound I will hurt you," His captor said
Tré heard footsteps walk out of the cold dark room.
Billie and Mike Please Hurry! He thought Please
And with that he finally made a silent muffled cry for help.
Tré just looked up at his captor with great fear in his eyes. Great he just lost his ability to bite his captor. His wrists were now bleeding from rubbing his bond hands against the ropes finding a way to free himself. All he was good for now was just to sit there and make a muffled cry for help. He just closed his eyes wanting to wake up from this nightmare. Make it all be a dream and have him safe on the tour bus heading towards a tour. But unfortunately for him it wasn't the case this time.
Out of his thoughts he felt a backhand push his head back. He made a muffled yelp as his face was grabbed again forcing him to look into his captor's eyes. He just looked at him in anger to make him seem brave when really his was scared and confused.
"I asked you a question you dumb fuck DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!" His captor said again still Tré made no hint of interaction he just sat there in silence finally his captor let go of him and spat in his face.
"Of course you don't all you think about is being tied up and having some hot chick fucking you, I could have lived that dream before you took my place. I want to kill you so badly but I need you in this little scheme."
He felt a tear fall down his eye. He told himself a million times in his thoughts not to cry. He remained in the chair shaking in silent as more insults came running towards him. But still he didn't utter a sound.
"You haven't made one noise one little peep even behind the gag," His captor said, "For once you kept your mouth shut."
Tré turned his head away he didn't want to look at his captor anymore than he had to.
Please wake up he kept thinking Please make this be a dream.
"Are you even listening to me?" His captor said gripping his face again this time even harder. Instead of looking at his captor he looked down at his feet.
"Of course you are not maybe you'll make a yelp for joy once your buddies come to rescue you right...RIGHT.... God you are so stupid."
His captor let go of his head making him look down at the floor.
"I'll leave you alone utter a loud sound I will hurt you," His captor said
Tré heard footsteps walk out of the cold dark room.
Billie and Mike Please Hurry! He thought Please
And with that he finally made a silent muffled cry for help.
