Angels and Saviors and Whatnot

Alli's POV



After my little encounter with Andy and Ashley, I was weirded out by the whole telepathic thing. My mind was racing and my head was pounding. I was in and out of consciousness, and I had a splitting headache. When I finally came to, for good, I remember myself bound hand and foot onto a steel framed bed and I couldn't move my ankles or wrists due to how tight the knots were on the rope holding them in place.

"Oh Aaaallissooonnnn," I heard my father say in a sing-song voice.

"What? Leave me alone." The words came out like poison, and I would soon regret it.

"I've got someone I know you're DYING to see." His head popped into the door frame with a devious smile and he started towards the bed with a knife in his head. I whimpered as he wedged the knife between the tightly tied rope and my wrists and the better sense in me told me not to run as soon as he was done with my ankles.

"Come with me." He said the words like someone would say "Eat shit and die."

"Please don't take me to see that beast again, I can't take it!" I cried out.

He roughly grabbed my wrist and led me through the dimly lit house. Twist after turn we ended up at a blackened door that led downstairs. My father pushed open the door and dragged me down the creaky stairs, to lead me to a cellar type part of the house.

There, in the dim light of the burning candles, was a boy, maybe a little older than me, with his hands bound above his head. His black hair hung around his tired face and his eyes were shut tightly, like he was expecting a blow from my father. Smart kid. He was on his knees, due the low hanging chains holding his arms up by his wrists.

"Christian, you remember Allison, my daughter?"

"Allison? You mean Alli Cat?"

After hearing the person who gave me my main nickname finally speak, I crumpled to the ground and let out a loud sob.

"CC? I thought you were dead!" I said, my eyes traveling all over his malnourished body.

"I'll let you two catch up," my father said with a nasty sneer, and he hurried up the stairs and locked the door loudly behind him.

I got up off of the ground and stumbled over to my lost friend. I pulled at the chains holding his arms up and found that they were rusted and old. Seriously Dad? You couldn't have used better chains to hold the boy?

"Don't bother with those chains, Alli Cat. They're strong even though they're rusted. I've tried." CC gave me a weary look and stood up, towering over me, reminding me of Andy. He wrapped his bony arms around me the best he could and I hugged him tightly.

CC and I go way back. He was one of my best friends when I was in Middle School. He helped me through the bullying, the anxiety attacks, everything. At two grades above me, he always knew how to handle everything I was going through. When I was the 8th grade, everyone had told me that CC had died. Nobody knew exactly how, but there were rumors going around that he had killed himself.

"Oh CC, I've missed you so much," I said, sobbing quietly into his chest. "What happened to you? I was told that you committed suicide in the 8th grade because of the bullying in high school."

"Alli, your dad knew I was close to you. He kidnapped me, and took me here, telling me how much this would tear you apart. I've been here for the past 4 years, at least I think. What grade are you in now?"

"I'm a Junior, CC."

"Holy shit Alli Cat, my baby's all grown up. Well, he tortured me, barely feeds me. You're the first person I've seen since he brought me here." His voice sounded raspy and it sounded like he hadn't seen water in a year. "You do know he works for the government, right?"

"Yes, CC, I know. I had this elaborate plan to take him down. You remember Stephanie? Yeah, well she thought of it. Apparently, he's been paying her to beat me up."

"Stephanie? Stephanie Millone? But you guys never talked to each other," he sad.

"I know, it's weird for me too, but she's helping to get him in jail, or dead. Which ever comes first..." My voice trailed off as I looked up into CC's big brown eyes.

The eyes I looked into grew wide as we heard the lock on the door upstairs turn. The creaky door opened and down came my father.

"Allison. You are no longer allowed to see Christian. You both will share too much information within each other and we can't have that." He reached for my arm and I dodged, my eyes darting around for anything to hit him with. I spotted a convenient crowbar in the corner of the small room and ran to pick it up.

My father grabbed my fore-arm, pulling against my force. I reached out as far as my arm could go and barely grabbed hold of the crowbar. I raised it high above my head and brought it down on his arm.

"Fuck!" He screamed. He backed up and wrapped a meaty arm around CC's neck, causing him to gag and choke.

"Take one step closer and I break his neck," my father beckoned.

"Yeah, well, you said that with Ashley and he isn't dead. Leave me alone. I'm not worth it." I ran towards him and brought the crowbar down on his head, barely skimming CC with it.

He fell with a thud, and groaned indicating that he was still conscious. I looked at CC and he nodded, seconding my motion. I raised the crowbar one last time and and brought it down with a wild yell. Seeing blood spatter onto the walls around me never gave me more satisfaction.

I swung the crowbar in CC's direction, breaking the chains that held him prisoner and smiled.

"CC?"

"Yeah?"

"Let's get the hell out of here."

Notes

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