CHAPTER 2 " Man with no mercy"

JORDAN-

I was very weak to open my eyes, they were gradually losing its vision, so I dragged myself as much as I could to reach the table. I was unable to go far as my legs were likewise attached to something, but managed to touch the edge of the table. I extended my body however much I could, pain rushed all around my body when I tried to touch the glass of water he had left on the table. I, some way or another got the glass and drank without giving it a thought. It wasn't enough, I felt few drops heading inside but felt nothing. Now, I was more thirsty and I glanced around looking for something. I heard somebody opening the door. I picked up the pace and returned to my place. Every single step I took, made me feel great pain all around my body, which was terrible.

A guard came in with some food and water and passed them to me. He was giggling at me since he was a same men whom I punched in their boss's room. Seeing me so powerless was a good time for him.

"Serves you right, asshole." He said while passing the food to me. I was so hungry to fight him, so I didn't mind a lot. People here don't know what humanity is.

He left, actually giggling at me and I couldn't hope to make a significant difference either way.

I began eating whatever they gave me, and didn't wait for a second as I quickly grabbed the glass of water and drank it. I finally felt something had gone into my stomach. My body was still in torment due to how that bastard treated me, but at least I had eaten something which would assist me with recuperating quicker. I rested for good 5-6 hours in that corner and felt a little better than before.  

A grin went through my lips and I figured out how to stand up, yet tumbled down quicker than the speed I got up with, I had my legs tied as well, "you douche bag", I mumbled to myself as I completely failed to remember my legs were tied too. I groaned loudly in pain when my body touched the ground.

"Ah! Fucking asshole." I said to myself as I sat back at my place. I looked around to find something so I can escape from this hell. Then, I looked at the glass that bastard had left here, I grinned once more. I broke it into pieces and got the biggest one concealing the rest, obviously I was unable to cut the rope since there was no rope, these pack of canines tied me with chains. I waited for somebody to open the door so I could do my thing.

I sat tight for quite a long time until I heard keys rattling. Yes, somebody was opening the door. I had been hanging tight for this exact second, where I had the chance to run from this hell hole. The guard entered inside strolling towards me, I knew this was going to be tough but I wanted to leave this place so badly that I couldn't have cared less if I'm going to hurt this person in the process. All I saw was the exit and freedom outside this prison.

As he strolled towards me, I tangled his legs with mine making him fall. As he was falling, I slid the piece of glass into his stomach, making him bleed severely. He fell on the ground right away, blood started flowing from his stomach, I felt somewhat terrible for him but was too mean to even consider taking a look at him once more.

"I'm sorry, for doing this to you as I have no other choice." I said to him, because in the end he was harmed.

I grunted as I got up and searched through his pocket, he had fallen oblivious at this point so I didn't had any kind of interference while searching for the keys. My hands were shuddering as I hadn't recovered completely, yet I was unable to allow myself to get crushed by this. I, at last found the keys in the inner side of his coat's pocket. I grinned in satisfaction, and immediately made myself liberated from those chains. The dumb boss had provided him with the key of my freedom. Lee appeared to be certainly idiotic with this activity of his.

I got up from the ground and moved towards the door, soon I understood that the poor fellow is still lying there, I heard a couple of footsteps drawing nearer and couldn't choose if I ought to help the man or run saving my life. I was as still tormented by guilt as I had abandoned that girl in the woods so I took the bed-sheet lying on the bed, teared it down and wrapped it around his wound, he was still unconscious but this would most likely stop the bleeding. I went towards the balcony, I was going to hop yet halted as I saw the level I was at. I was on perhaps the sixth or seventh floor of the building.

I gasped noisily, in light of the fact that I would've been as good as dead in any case. I got back inside and took the chains I was tied to. One end was already attached at some place in the room, so I held the other end and moved down. The chains were not long enough as I stalled out between two floors and hopped into the balcony of one room. I didn't have a clue about whose room I've entered in and hid myself in the shades. The room was fortunately empty by God's grace so I glanced around, it appeared to be a room of somebody, as I looked through I saw photos of that jerk, Lee. it was his room. But, why was it empty? Oh! Probably in Mr. Mathew’s room, whoever he was.

I wouldn't fret as it was in support of myself and looked for something like rope or a weapon at any rate. I continued to look to a great extent as my eyes saw something lively. This person had this tremendous collection of suits that were designed by me, and it looked so freaking amazing as it was my brand he was fond of, I felt proud of myself. At least this jerk has a good taste.

A thought strike my head, as I saw these clothes. I quickly grabbed some clothes and got ready,  concealing my face with goggles and a cap. I looked at the mirror and was not closely resembling Lee, but somewhat similar. I mean I was the most popular and the known fashion designer in the country, I knew how to spruce up in camouflage. I grinned taking a look at myself, since now I didn't needed to battle anybody and can escape this hell without any problem.

Then, I looked for some pen and paper, when I found it I wrote, "I'm sorry for your loss, but you can't hold me hostage as I did nothing out of sorts. I tried to save her but couldn't succeed, the guy had pointed his weapon at me and I had no other option but surrender. I'm already tormented by my guilty conscience but you can't kill me for that." After writing it I kept it on his table and put some paper weight on it. After that, I searched for some cash but failed to find some.

I left the room in certainty, and saw few men coming towards me. Fuck, I'm so dead have they recognised me. Oh! Dear lord of humanity, just fucking save me from them. I told myself pleading on the inside.

"Sir, the-" I interrupted them in between, understanding that they hadn't recognised me.

"Immediately, bring my car keys." I said in a muffled voice acting firm and haughty like Lee actually is.

"Alright! Sir, I'll drive.” One of the men said and I gave it a thought, that I don't have the foggiest idea where his car would be parked, so I let him stroll with me. He lead me towards the car and looked at me unusually, maybe he got suspicious.

"I can take it from here, and yes, give me some cash as I forgot mine in my room.” I said and took the keys from his hands, he gave me some cash and I drove off. I didn’t dare to look back as I was free after all those days of torture. I had shown up truly far and chosen to dump that jerk's car right here, since I realised they could follow or track me. I was unable to go to my home, or company so I chose to say at an hotel. I quickly searched for a taxi and when I got one I asked him to take me to a hotel.

I grinned as wind hit my face and I was so damn happy, I snickered watching the trees and people cruising by, it looked so unreal as I was caught in a space for two days without seeing any face. The driver gave me an unusual look seeing me grinning and chuckling, anybody would consider me a creep to be valid.

He halted before a hotel and I gave him some cash as I got down from the vehicle. I, then glanced around to check whether somebody was following me or not, seeing nobody around I entered inside, I also had to hide my identity as people could recognise me, as I was a popular fashion designer. I went to the receptionist and asked for a room, I sadly did't had any I'd so it turned out to be truly challenging for me to get one. After a significant conversation, she at last gave me a room perhaps pitting me as I was probably bruised all over. But, at least now I had a spot to rest.

I tossed my cap and goggles in some arbitrary heading and jumped on the bed when I entered, it was so damn comfortable. The sensation of elation rushed all over my body. I stood up not long in the wake of lying and went close to the table to hydrate, at the same time, I saw my reflection on the mirror and the glass slipped from my hand. I panicked as I seemed to be a zombie, my face was red from the beating and had wounds all around my face, no big surprise the driver gave me an unusual look or the receptionist had sympathy towards me. 

I quickly removed my clothes and shouted as I saw my body covered with wounds. I realised this will recover but I was damaged emotionally, and didn't take another second to wear them back again.

I sat on the bed for a long time and ordered some food, I was hungry as hell, I stared at the television out of boredom and the bell rang, I got up promptly as I suspected it very well may be one of that jerk's men. I peeped from the opening and saw the delivery boy, I was relieved and opened the door.

"Hey! What about my wine?" I said in frustration as I was really anticipating it.

"Sorry sir, simply sit tight briefly I'll be right back." He said and ran towards the kitchen probably.

I took the food inside and sat on the bed, my mouth began watering as I saw such countless delectable food items, I was going to get something to eat and he rang the door bell again. God, such a terrible timing. I opened the door expecting some wine and saw weapon pointing at me. Holy fuck.

He entered, step by step strolling towards me, the food I had in my grasp, dropped on the floor and got squashed by his foot. This showed his predominance on me as though he would kill me here. Each progression he took towards me, killed me within and I could do nothing but move back. I before long hit the bed and tumbled down, I could see rage in his eyes. He was strolling pointing his gun at me and I could see the devil in flesh.

"How, might you at any point think, I would let you go with such ease. You didn't kill just anyone, she was my everything and you have the guts to run from your fate?" He said threatening me, I was so damn scared but couldn't loose hope or else I would end up in his hell once again. I grabbed a glass lying on the bed and attempted to hit him on his head. He managed to dodge and got hold of my neck digging his nails inside. I was gagging as I was unable to breathe, he lifted me up with all of his might and tossed me on the wall like I was some stone in his manner.

He wanted to fight me as he kept his gun towards the back. I got up slowly feeling the pain in my head and wanted to fight him as well. I ran towards him and punched him firmly all over, I felt triumphant yet got punched and fell once more, he was so strong but I couldn't allow him to win. I stood up right away, and kicked him in the stomach making him yell in torment. I felt colossal strength in my arms and I rained my punches on him. I got flashbacks of that girl dying before me and I halted, I felt so terrible for hitting him as he lost somebody and simply needed to vent his anger on somebody. Perhaps I'm the person who's emotional here since he was the monster as he started hitting me once I had stopped.

"Stop, just fucking stop it." I hollered at him out of resentment. 

"Huh! What? That is all you got?" He said understanding that we've become animals.

"I get it, you are hurt, I totally get it, but you can't simply kill anyone you question." I said trying to put some sense into him.

"Question? You being at the crime scene gives me enough motivation to kill you. Furthermore, trust me I won't simply kill you, you will have the most pitiless death anybody had on this planet." I could sense surety in his voice as if he was determined to kill me.

"Also, what will happen after that? Your girl would be back?" I said trying to calm myself down.

"Huh? I will be satisfied, that a jerk like you won't be alive on this planet any longer." He said, taking his gun from his back and pointing it towards me.

"Killing me would be the most awful choice you've made, and trust me I'm already tortured by my conscience for not trying my best." I said peering down on the floor.

"This aggravates me the most, you were there and I wasn't… . I couldn't protect her, I was unable to see her for one last time." He said in a breaking voice falling on the floor.

I saw him getting vulnerable and helpless and felt that this is the opportunity to at least grab the weapon without him knowing and break free. I had zero desire to kill him but just needed to save myself. I moved towards him gradually.

"It's Ok, you are harmed but trust me it'll be okay after some time. The pain fades gradually." I said in a quiet voice and he gazed toward me. Some piece of me really needed to comfort him yet I wanted to escape. As I sat close to him he looked me with his sorrowful eyes and I could see his tears moving down his eyes, he probably loved that girl a lot, but I didn't have the time to empathise with him and grabbed the gun from his hands.

He got alert, and stood up, I pointed the gun towards him just to scare him so he could let me go, however he had zero desire to be scared as if he is not afraid of dying. He ran towards me, I saw him coming yet didn't have the guts to shoot him, he ran quicker and smacked me directly in the gut and grabbed the gun from me.

I was frightened as I probably was aware this is the end and attempted to converse with him, yet he wouldn't even come close to tuning in. Outrage filled in his eyes once more, he looked more awful than he entered here. He smiled at me and short in my direction.

"Goodbye." He said, and I saw the bullet moving towards me.