Deathcon#7:scars and bruises

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Funnehs P.O.V 

Felecia sat next to me holding the knife, she had sent Britney out to keep watch of if anyone was coming. "So... Now that we know where your staying, we need to know if you have a group. Or is it just you?" She kept her eyes on me holding the knife really close to my arm. "I-it's just me" I say trying to not make my voice sound like I'm lying. Which I am ;). "Hmm..well, I guess it was a bad time to look through the window and see you with some other people, am I right?" She took the knife and ran it down my arm, i winced and she smiled evilly. "Remember ironing board. Don't.lie.to.me." She took the knife away from my arm, I was fighting back my tears, I couldn't let them think I was week. I just couldn't. "Now.. On with the questioning" she picked herself off the floor and paced around me. "How many people are in the group?" I didn't say anything, she then put the knife really close to my cheek."I suggest you answer me, and answer me now." She got even closer as the seconds went by and I finally said "4, not including me" I snarled and she snickered as she took the knife away from my face. "Good ironing board." She smirked an evil smirk and I rolled my eyes. "That's all for today ironing board, now to your cell." She grabbed my arm and literally dragged me into a cell, took out a key, and locked it. When she finally left with Britney i sat there sobbing into my hands. How could they be this cruel, I mean yeah it is part of the game to kill.. But not to torture. I thought this over and over in my head, I suddenly hear a voice, it sounded familiar. I looked up to see-


HAHAHHAHAHAHAH I'll save that for the next chapter, sorry guys, I luff you all<3 and tutaluu~~

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