Carver turned to her slowly. The silence was immediate, "I will untie those for you." He said softly as she stared at him as he approached her. He gazed down at her as he undid the ropes, freeing her hands. She rubbed her sore wrists softly as she backed away, tears running down her face, "I don't have time to make nice with you Tessa..so the sooner you quit this bullshit the sooner we can get down to business."
"Who are you?" she asked, her voice cracking.
"I'm death bitch." he said as he backhanded her hard across the face. Tessa fell to the ground holding her cheek, crying pitifully. Blood poured out of her nose. "Come on sweetheart...no more games and I won't beat the fuck out of you." He slowly pushed the hair out of her face. "You are a spitting image of Jesse...amazing."
Tessa shook, "Please don't."
Carver smiled, "Please don't what Tessa?"
"'Hurt me…please don't hurt me." She held her cheek with a shaky hand, crying weakly.
He turned and pulled her along through the deep grass, barely able to keep up. She tripped and fell into the deep grass, moaning in pain as her knees hit the ground.
Carver turned around and grabbed her arm, pulling her up. "Not real graceful are ya?" he asked with a laugh. Tessa yanked her arm hard, trying to get away from him. He stopped and yanked her to himself hard, "LISTEN…and listen good." he yelled at her through clenched teeth. She stared at his mask horrified as tears fell down her trembling face, "You behave or I will gut you right here where you stand. Do you understand me Tessa?" he said viciously.
She gasped hard trying to breathe, her heart racing against her chest. He grabbed her arm hard and pulled her along. Just off the road her car came spinning out of the ditch and skidded to a stop along the other side of the highway. He let her go , staring at her as she stumbled forward. "You have a job to do."
He walked up slowly behind her, Tessa gasped hard as his arms wrapped around her stomach. She could feel his breath in her ear as his body pressed hard against her. She closed her eyes, and took a deep breath, "Plea…" she tried to beg.
"LISTEN TO ME." He said, his voice low and even. "As I was saying…you have a job to do."
She screamed as her car blew into the air. Flames were thrown out a hundred feet up and out each way. She cried pitifully as chunks crashed to the ground and the car landed upside down, burning out of control. Again…as I was saying…you have a job to do Tessa." he laughed. She squirmed in his arms, fear seeping through her every pore. "I need you to bleed for me….more."
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