Kyle pov : two

It's been 3 hours since I've been in here. Cold,  wet disgusting called factory.

There was no use to even scream , plead or even look for help.

Cause I knew where I was , I've been here before.

But this time , I don't think I'd like to stay any longer.

"Sit down." A familiar female  voice suddenly appears.

No sight of her yet.

I stand still,  not taking any instructions yet.

"Sit down or I'll do something you won't neccesarily like now Kyle." She demands , now only coming out of her shadow.

She walks towards me , her now green eyes still pierces mine , lust evident in those eyes.

Dressed in red , most probably the shortest lace dress she could wear.

"Tempted?" She whispers,  only reaching up to me , already her palm is on my face.

"What do you want?" I say , pulling her hand off of me ,  not in the mood to entertain any sexual tension.

"I'm here to take care of you kyle. " She grins , her eyes laid down to my pants,  now facing me.

"Why am I here ?  Where is Juan and Andrèz ? Why  the fuck did Anthony order me here?!"  I yell , echos being released.

She stares at me blankly,  not interested in what I was saying.

"You're a distraction.  That's all that you are." She said , shaking her head leaving me utterly confused.

"What the fuck are you talking about ?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about Kyle think. Nothing happened to Andrèz and Juan. They are perfectly fine babe , it's just you and your small dick.!"

"Yet you fucking want it-"

She smashed me down the seat I didn't realise was behind me and I froze.

"I said sit!" She yells , annoyance evident in her voice.

"I only tolerate your dick-" She quickly grips on it , "Cause I love you. Even though i hardly cum." She let's go  , scoffing while she   walks  away with this annoying poker face.

"I might not make you cum , but I might convince  you to get me out , yeah?"

"Be a good boy and keep quiet.  Until Anthony is done with his job , you'll go , but bruises will go with you."

"Love? Is this what you call love ? Fuck that you crazy!"  I spit out.

"Kyle , do I not love you ? Cause if so , I'd leave you to die with satisfaction in my eyes , you know that right ? You do."  She points a finger at me , like she warning me not to say what I said again.

"So you're just gonna leave a 16 year old in factory to get tortured for something he didn't do , or has done nothing wrong?" I question her , only letting her sigh in  disappointment.

"A 16 year old boy should not get involved in such cases ,  I'm 18 I'm old enough. "

"Bullshit!" I stand up to face her. "Involved in what? Tell me? What have I been Involved with? You know I'd never get myself in shitty situations. "

She laughs in my face , which only triggers my nerves.

"I'm fucking serious you fucking slut!"

An upsetting slap sinks through my skin , my blood boils within , tempted to do something I'll only regret.

"Margot. I'm Margot. And the person who decides to give you food at night so shut up or I'll starve you." 

The dead look in her eyes indicated me she is no longer the girl I used to know before. She walks away , with her heels clacking on the tar ground , and slowly vanishes into the background.

I sit down on the chair that was behind me and my heart immediately starts beating , and I say to myself.

"They will never know..will they?"

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