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I kept my eyes on the road, trying to ignore their muffled cries from the trunk. For a six year old and a ten year old, they put up a decent fight, evident by the bruised bite mark on my arm.

~Flashback~

James desperately tried to protect Analiese from me, punching and kicking, but he was only ten, so his efforts didn't do much. So it was an easy task to knock him out. And without James, Analiese was defenseless. I covered Analiese's mouth with my hand, preventing her from screaming, and carried her over to my car. I threw her in the empty trunk and grabbed a roll of duck tape that I hid in my large coat pocket. "Stay still" I ordered her. I found the end of the duck tape and peeled it from the rest of the roll. Though still terrified, she ignored my order and swiftly leaned over and bit my arm. I let out a small cry of pain and blocked the open door, her only other way out. She froze in fear and I tightly grabbed her arm with my other hand, and placed the piece of duck tape over her mouth. Still blocking the exit with my body, I ripped off another large and long piece of duck tape, grabbed her hands, and rapped it around them. I saw no point in duck taping her feet too, since there's no where for her to run anyway. I have no intention in torturing the kids, my only intent is in torturing their parents. I looked at Analiese in her tear filled eyes before closing the door. It kinda hurt to see her so scared and frightened, knowing that it was me that she was so scared of. Every moment I told myself that this wasn't right, that I should untie Analiese and let James and her go, off to school and back to their home where they were meant to be. But I didn't. I kept going with my awful scheme. I turned around towards James, and looked at his unconscious body lying on the ground. A large bruise formed on top of his head, and a small stream of blood ran down from his mouth. I continued to look down at him, shamed in myself for doing something so awful, especially to do it to someone so young and innocent. I sighed in disappointment and gently lifted him up off the ground and carried him to the trunk. I opened the door once again, and reached for the duck tape roll, as Analiese could only cry and watch in horror. I did the same thing that I did to Analiese, covering his hands and mouth, before closing and locking the door behind me.

~end of Flashback~

I could tell that James had woken up a few minutes ago, because of the two sets of muffled crying I could hear from the trunk. It hurt...hearing them cry. I hated doing it...I hated myself for doing it...but my own selfishness kept me from stopping while I still had the chance. These kids did nothing to deserve what I've done to them. But I know that this is the best way to get my long ten year wait for revenge. I continued to drive, their cries making me feel more and more guilty them more I had to listen to them. After about 45 minutes of driving, we arrived at my home away from home; a dark, small, abandoned house at the edge of the city. The grass surrounding the house was long beyond overgrown, and the windows were all boarded up. The metal railing and the gutters were all rusted and filthy. Everything about this house was worn down and a reck, and I kept it that way, so that no one would think anyone lived here even if someone ever did take notice of it. Thankfully, there was a garage near the house so that I could hide my car, the only decent thing I own.

Hehehe....*nervous laughter* hey, I didn't like torturing my characters either 😅...but um, despite how horrific this chapter was, I hope you enjoyed it. Don't kill me pls...