~Okay so here is the third chapter. Thank you again to everyone who reviewed/faved/read this. You guys seriously rock my socks and keep me going. I'm sorry it takes me so long with updating but sadly my obsession brain has been taken over by True Blood. Well anywho enjoy.
Disclaimer I do not own Death Sentence or any of the characters… This is for fun. All I own is oc.
Wonder What's Next
"I'd kill for a fuckin' cigarette!" Max let out an angry sigh. She'd been put back in the room she'd only escaped hours before.
"You're either really fucking stupid, or the ballsiest girl I've ever met." Billy's words kept repeating in her head over and over. She rolled her eyes and shook her head, clearing her head. "Come on; just give me a fucking cig!" She screamed at the closed door. She would've been banging and kicking the door, if it weren't for the fact that her hands were tied behind her back to the chair she was occupying.
She could hear snickering from behind the door, her "guard" enjoying her torment. She groaned and started to work her magic on her binds. It was taking far longer then she would have liked, but she was getting there slowly. This time her escape would be different. This time she'd wait for the right moment, the right distraction. For now she'd play the waiting game.
Several hours later, Max was kicked out of a dreamless sleep to the sound of Billy kicking the door and slamming an empty chair in front of her. He took a seat and stared at her, a cigarette placed firmly in between his lips. Max eyed the cigarette with pure want; her nicotine addiction getting the better of her. Billy noticed this and smirked taking in a deep drag. She glared daggers at him.
"What the fuck do you want? If it's just to tease me you're wasting your fuckin' time." She seethed at him. He just sat there, watching her.
"What?" She all but screamed at him. The way his eyes watched her, captivating her it was a little unnerving. Billy's smirk faltered slightly. Being replaced by and angry scowl. Apparently he didn't like to be talked to that way. She'd keep that in mind for later. Billy sat back in his chair, taking another deep drag on the cancer stick, pulling it away from his lips and blowing out the smoke. He ran a hand over his bald head, his eyes closed. A loud sigh escaping his lips.
"You're one big fuckin' headache you know that right." His eyes opened to stare at her once more. She shrugged her shoulders a smirk dancing on her red lips.
"On things for sure, you've trained your boys well." She couldn't help but smile. She knew her boys wouldn't give up on her. They were loyal and some of the best men you could ever ask for.
"To bad they aint goin' to last very long." Max's smile disappeared, her glare returning. "You lay a hand on anyone of my boys again, and I'll fucking kill you myself." She promised him. Billy was out of his chair and in her face faster then she could blink. "How the hell ya' plannin' on doin' that?" His tone was low and deadly, "It looks to me that you're in no position to threaten anyone. Let alone me." His words held a warning to them; his glare was intimidating, but she never backed down and returned it full force. Her just as intimidating.
"One way or another Billy," her voice was low, ", I'll get you back for what you did to Travi." Her tone dripped with venom. Billy's face turned red, anger surging through him. She half expected him to blow up and kill her right then and there. What he did do took her completely by surprise. He just smirked and stood up walking to the door. "You don't know your friends as well as you thought." Were his final words before he slammed the door behind him.
"Fuck you Darley!" She screamed. She heard the door lock, "Joe! I want you to fuckin' watch this door. No one in or out cept' me. God it!" he barked. "Sure, Billy." She heard a soft voice answer. Max let out an aggravated scream and kicked Billy's chair over. She was going to kill that son of a bitch.
Max was once again asleep in the chair, but this time she dreamt. They were all of her childhood. Of her father, but the last one was the night she got captured. The image of Travi being shot. The blood and the brain matter seeping out of the bullet hole in his head. Max awoke this time by her own screams. Hot tears were running down her cheeks. Her chest was rising rapidly. Her breath coming in and out in short bursts.
"What the fuck!" The door busted open, revealing a tall but lanky man. He looked more boy than man, but she could see his age in his eyes. He looked around wildly, gun drawn, trying to find the cause of the screams. Max just shook her head, trying to calm herself. She wiped her eyes on her shoulders, trying to ride herself of her weakness.
"It's nothing…." She answered him, not meeting his eyes. He looked down at her, putting the safety back on his gun and placing it back in his pants. He ran a hand through his short locks and sighed. He looked at her, staring at her eyes. A look of concern flashed across his face. He walked closer to her. "Why were you crying if it was nothing?" She questioned her, a small smirk playin on his lips, the look of concern still in his eyes. He scanned her over; making sure she no harm came to her.
She turned her head, and glared at the wall. "I said it was nothing." She huffed out. He let out a soft laugh. "If you say so." He picked up the chair and sat down. She turned her head and stared at him.
"What?" He asked her, a look of amusement on his face.
"What happened to no one entering unless asshat McGee?" He just laughed at her question. "Billy and the boys are workin' or spendin' some time to relax." She raised an eyebrow, "And how do you feel about having to babysit me? Don't you want to go and relax, have a beer?" He just laughed.
"I really wouldn't mind for a fuckin' beer right now, but orders are orders and I like all the quiet. It's rare to get that now adays." A slew of emotions ran across his face, it was hard for Max to pick up on all of them. Max couldn't really blame him. Doing what they did for a living, it was nice to get some quiet time. She nodded and leaned back in her chair, trying once more to get comfortable. He noticed this and got up helping her, he placed a pillow behind her back and smiled.
"Better?" She blinked, "Uhh yeah, thanks." She smiled lightly at him, confused. "Why are you being nice?" She lifted an eyebrow. He just raised his hands, "Hey, I'm just the guard. Doesn't mean I have to be a dick about it." He offered a kind smile and sat back down. "Name's Joe, by the way." She looked up at him and nodded.
"Max." she answered simply. Joe blinked and smiled, "That's a different name for a girl." She glared at him, "What about it?" Joe raised his hand once more, this time in surrender, "Nothing, just sayin' it's different. And sometimes different is good." He smiled at her once more. Max just shook her head, a smile gracing her lips this time.
"Ah she does smile!"
"Shut up." She laughed slightly and kicked his leg in a playful manner. Joe just laughed. Max joined him, but stopped. What the hell was she doing? He was the enemy. He was one of the obstacles in her way of escape. Joe blinked and looked at her. "What?" he tilted his head to the side,"Somthin' I said?" Max shook her head and stared him directly in his eyes, "I just don't understand you. We're enemies. Why are you acting like this towards me?" He let out a sigh and ran a hand across his face, his eyes closed.
"Frankly, I don't even know myself. You just seem…. Different then I thought you would be. But I really don't know." He answered her truthfully. "I figure that you already have it bad as it is, why not cut you some slack." He shrugged his shoulders. Max stared at him.
"You really are different from your brother." Joe's eyes opened, "How'd you know-"
"That you two were brothers? Well you two kind of have the same facial features and the Darley reputation precedes you." She shook her head as he smiled. "I see. Well what does my reputation say?" He wiggled his eyebrows and leaned in closer to her. She let out a soft laugh, "That Billy really cares for you and would kill anyone that got it in their head to lay a hand on you. You're his precious baby brother." Joe's brows furrowed. "I'm not precious anything." He pouted.
For the next few days, when ever Joe was left alone he would come in and talk to Max. He'd give her food, and let her know what was going on in the outside world. He'd even make her laugh. As much as Max would hate to admit it, she quiet enjoyed his company. If this was under different circumstances she would call him friend. She let out a laugh as he told her another story of a run in he had when his ex came across him and he new girl friend.
"I say you deserved it after what you did to her." She smirked and rolled her eyes at him. Joe started at her in disbelief. "Are you kidding me? I was the innocent one in all of it." He threw his hands up. She chuckled softly at him, shaking her head. Joe really did know how to clear her head and take away her troubled thoughts. Just like Travi. Max's laughter died short, her mind once again filling with the memories of the night he died. She shook slightly, tears making their way into her vision. She blinked them back repeatedly. She wouldn't cry in front of him. Not again. Joe blinked and sighed, "You shouldn't be so upset by his death." Joe knew what caused her to be upset. They talked about it once before and he noticed she'd get this way when they talked about certain subjects or things. Her head snapped up, a glare planted on her face, "What the fuck did you say? He was everything to me! He was my brother and best friend! And your fucking brother was the one who killed him!" She meant to keep more control over her voice, but she couldn't hold back the emotion that took over her. Joe glared at her, "If only you knew! He was the one who fuckin'-" Joe got cut off by the sounds of many feet marching down the hallway.
"Joe!" She heard Billy deep voice bellow. Joe jumped up and looked at the door then her, "Uhh stay here." He shot towards the door. Max blinked and rolled her eyes. She stopped when she heard a groan. It sounded familiar. She blinked, and listened closer. "What the fuck did you do to her asshole." Max's jaw dropped. She knew the voice. It was Vergil. One of her boys was actually here.
"Shut the fuck up!" She here Billy yell then the sound of flesh hitting flesh. Another grunt could be heard. She growled and struggled with her binds once more. She watched a group of men walk past the door. It looked like someone was being dragged behind them. Max glared and started to struggle more. "You son of a bitch! I told you not to lay a hand on them!" Billy stopped in front of her door and glared at her, gun in hand.
"Shut the fuck up if you know what's good for you." He turned his head and looked back at his crew, "Take him in there and tie him down. I'll be in to take care of him shortly."
"So help me Darley if you do anything to him, I'll rip your fucking balls off!" She screamed at him. Billy's gaze snapped back to her, his face once again filled with rage. He stormed over to her and back handed her. "What did I tell you about the mouth? You have no authority here!" Max could feel the blood rushing into her mother, her lip was busted. She glared at him. "Let me go or so help me you'll regret this." He laughed, no trace of humor in the sound. He moved his face right in hers. "I'd like to see you try." He stated simply, a challenging smirk was plastered on his lips. Max head butted him. Billy reeled back raising the hand with the gun and smacking her with it, causing the chair to fall to its side, her along with it. Max's vision was fading in and out as she watched him storm out the room.
I fucking hate you! Vergil, just hang on… I'm going to get us out of here. She thought to herself as her vision faded, and what the hell did Joe mean by if only I knew? Her train of thought got cut off as the world turned black.
~Well that's chapter three! I hope you all liked it and enjoyed! I'm sorry if it seemed kind of boring. I really didn't know where I was going with all of this, but it worked out nicely with the plot so yeah! Well let me know what ya thought! Please, please, please review! I might just update faster. Seriously, my reviewers are the reason why I updated so fast this round.
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