Max layer on the bed with a broken leg and a beat face. Ok you get to help torture the guy said handing me a knife and salt. The guy left the room slamming the door and locking it, I looked at max I-i can't do this to you I cried if it means you don't get hurt than do it max said nodding his head. My only way to get to max was to sit on him stradling him, I sat on him and took the knife to his chest, cutting into him slow then pulling the knife back out then I dumped the salt on his cut making him groan back a scream and biting his lip.

I repeated doing the same thing til max couldn't speak or move. He layed on the bed almost lifeless with his head resting on a pillow. I stopped torturing him, I felt the worst I could ever feel. I just wanted out of this place, I didn't want to cut myself but I did to get myself back for having to do that to max. I leaned forward whispering in max's I'm sorry I said softly pressing my lips to his cheek then I got up and sat by the bed looking around the room. I grabbed the knife carving deep into my arm holding back a scream, tears rolled down my cheeks.

We sat in the cement room in the dark for weeks maybe even a year I didn't keep track. The only thing I counted were mine and max's heart beats as we layed side by side. I stared up at the ceiling letting water drip down on my forehead,it stung as it sunk down into the cuts and burns on my face. Max never really woke up he just layed on the bed breathing lightly and flinching every few hours. I was worried that some day his heart would stop or that he would have an asthma attack.

I fell asleep after a hour of laying cuddled up next to max. The man walked in with a sharp knife walking to me then smiling an evil smirk, he grabbed the knife stabbing it into max's heart, max screamed out in pain,then panicking to breathe, I grabbed max crying and trying to stop the blood as it poured out chest. We held each other crying then his grip became faint as he fell back onto the bed, not moving, not speaking, not breathing, he was dead!

I woke up in a pannick breathing hard and crying then I looked over to max who was laying on the bed breathing lightly I fell back down onto the bed breathing in relief oh thank god it was just a dream. Max woke up groaning in pain trying to move. max turned to me with a concerned look on his face what are those cuts from ? did he-did he do that to you? he said looking at the cuts and bruises that cover my body.

no I did it to myself so you wouldn't have to I said. max frowned still tied to the bed,I grabbed the knife cutting and pulling at the ropes, cutting max loose. He breathed out in relief holding his wrists then sitting up.

I sat on the side of the bed looking at max you ok I asked ya I'm fine he said feeling the cuts and scars on his arms and chest hey listen brin I promise I'll get you out of here safe I promise max said holding me in his arms. me? get me out of here but what about you, your coming with me max! I demanded he can't stay here I won't leave him behind. brin I'm staying so I can kill the guy, brin this is all my fault max bowed his head down.

it's not your fault, it's no ones fault were both stuck here and were both going to get out of here max I said looking at max. brin we need to get out of here now I cant take it seeing you like this max said grabbing the knife and other weapons. what's the plan ? I asked interesting, max looked at me handing me the iron rod and a little paper with a phone number on it. I stood by the bed blank faced and confused.

we melt the cameras in this room to mess up the wiring which should mess up the rest of the cameras if they are all wired together, then we break the tiny window as quiet as we can then you climb through it and run to are motel and grab are bags then use the phone and call the number on the paper, tell them max gave you the number then they will tell you what to do next and no matter what they tell you to do you do it ok max said staring at me with intense fear and anger in his eyes.

I nodded in response grabbing the lighter and heating up the iron rod, I walked to the corner of the room lifting the rod to the camera making it melt and smoke then I ran to the camera in the other corner and sure enough it worked the green light was off and the camera wasn't working. I gave max a thumbs up then max walked to the window cutting the seams on the sides and removing the window carefully then setting it on the ground. max scooted the bed to the window then stood on the bed.

I stood on the bed looking at max with tears in my eyes I don't want to leave him behind what if he gets killed. Max kissed me on the forehead it's ok brin, I'll be ok and I'll see you later.....I promise, he hugged me tight resting his chin on my head then backing up and lifting me through the small window , I squeezed through the window barely fitting my big butt through.