Remember Me

What if the best month of your life was erased? What if you were in an unfamiliar place, getting tortured for information you didn't even know? What if you didn't recognize your own soul mate? Meet Tessa.
How far will Koda go to revive the mate bond? What if it's too late?


8. New Torture Method


One thought ran through my brain, I don't want to be tortured!!! Ms. Movay walked briskly away, leaving me to slowly turn and face two whitecoats. They could see by my 'ready' stance, I wasn't gunna come easy. Geez, what do they think, I'll just say "Oh your going to take me to the torture room where I'll undergo intense pain? Sure! La-dee-la-dee-la." NO! Heck no! 45 made a move! He went to toss me over his shoulder, but I instantly went limp and fell next to him. I scrambled up but the other guy succeeded in draping my over his should and started walking. At first I screamed... and hit... and kicked, but then the gears clicked and a plan formed. Also, my wounds hurt, but let’s just say it was all for the plan. I went limp and stopped fighting. At first the guy was a little anxious, because as I'm sure you know; I haven't given up yet and have developed a bit of a reputation. Then after a while, without warning, my sore throat screamed harshly in his ear. He screamed and jumped as he dropped me like a hot potato. I smiled at a plan perfectly executed, but my victory hardly lasted long because they were chasing me in seconds. 


I ran and ran. I was just approaching a corner when a thought hit me, I can't run forever. Lost in my thoughts, I barreled around the corner, right into Ms. Movay. My eyes went wide. A look of shock was on her face until she registered what had happened.

"Get her you fools!!!" She screamed at the whitecoats standing dumbly around her. 

"Yeah, I'll just- um- be going!" I said as I turned around and faced the two slightly panting whitecoats blocking my way. I spun around as realization dawned on me. Trapped, I'm trapped. My shoulders sagged as I looked at Ms. Movay's face filled with glee. 


I'd never truly felt defeated until this moment. My thought from earlier haunted me, 'I can't run forever'. 

"All of you! Get her to the room!" She said in the voice a spoiled child would use. 

"Yes, ma'am." They all said with a bow. They began to roughly escort me when Ms. Movay's voice shrieked, 

"Not you two!" They all turned to look at her. "45, 72, get to my office, you incompetent fools."  She finished with venom in her voice. They bowed again. 

"Be careful, the little witch is sneaky." 45 whispered with hate, only, he didn't say 'witch'. I think I made a friend! 

Everyone has a breaking point. Mine hasn't been reached yet, but it was only a matter of time. I don't know the information. They will break me, and I will never be able to tell them what they want. In ten, twenty years, I will be an insane, broken woman who just eats, sleeps, and gets tortured. These disturbing thoughts kept me zoned-out the whole trip; I was pulled from my thoughts when the door was in sight. I had agreed to give up, as struggling was useless, but all logic flew out my ear when I stared at that looming door. Before I had time to protest, I was thrown through the door. I instantly spun around, trying to get out.

“Hello Tessa, welcome back.” Said a voice I never wanted to hear again. I slowly turned, dread filling me.

“Um- yeah. You see, funny story. Actually I’m not due here until… tomorrow, yeah tomorrow. So do you just wanna unlock the door…?” I trailed off nervously.

“Mhmmm. Lie down.” She said coldly, not buying my perfectly plausible story. I tensely walked over to the cool metal table. I cautiously did as she said. It was when I lay down on the table and the cold seeped into my skin when I realized what I was wearing; a white T-Shirt and pants, both thin, and extremely unfashionable. How could I not have noticed? I guess I was too busy trying to escape with my sanity. I unintentionally held my breath as she looked through her torture kit. I decided I was only making myself more nervous so I stared at the ceiling for a little bit. I heard her walk over and made the mistake of looking at her. I nearly choked on my own spit! That’s a big knife!!! It was huge! I’d never seen a knife as big as that, or as intimidating! Her wicked features formed a sweet smile.

“Shall we try again?” She asked.

“We shall!” I mocked before remembering you shouldn’t tease lions. Her smile became a scowl.

“Where’s the den, Tessa, WHERE IS IT!?” She shrieked with a feral look in her eyes.

“I don’t know!” I yelped. I squeezed my eyes shut, awaiting the blow. After a couple seconds of nothing I opened my eyes to see a grinning face. Then, her evil smile was plastered back on her face. She was about to when she got ‘the light bulb look’ as Lily would say. She briskly exited the room. My mind was reeling, What just happened!?!? After a few minutes, she stalked back into the room with a block of metal.

“Tessa,” she began sweetly “do you know what this is?”

“Um- a block of metal?” I asked confused.

“What kind of metal?”

“I don’t know!” Am I missing something???

“It’s silver!!!!!” She screeched and her face lit up like she’d just told a joke.

“Uh- okay. Cool?” I replied still clueless. She gaped at me.

“I’m going to touch you with it!” She warned, sounding slightly desperate.

“That’s it?”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘THAT’S IT’??????” And here I thought it was an innocent enough question! Her face contorted into what can only be described as pure rage, and she touched it to my skin. Pain ripped through my nerves. My body was on fire, a thousand watts of electricity running through it. I screamed as if I could expel it through my voice.

“KILL ME!!!!” I screamed, I just wanted it to be over. The pain was unbearable. My last conscious thought was, kill me now. 

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