Simon spotted his sister leaning against the railing of the stairs, a bored look on her face.

"Where's mom and dad?", he asked

"Mother is in the kitchen fixing some food and father is up in the attic figuring out what to do with your girlfriend's friends. Speaking of her, where is she? "

"Still up in that room. I decided to give her some alone time for awhile."

A smirk grew on Delilah's face, "Freaked her out already? I don't blame her with a face like yours."

Simon rolled his eyes, "Really sister dear? A petty playground insult like that? I thought you were better."

"For someone who thinks so highly of themselves, it seems like my petty insult is getting to you.", she retorted.

"You wish."

"Oh brother dear, I've known you all your life. I can tell if something bothers you."

"Do you really have nothing better to do than to try to get on my nerves?"

"Try?"

"Why don't you just shut up before I slit your throat!"

"I'll shut up when you stop being so fun to tease. You anger so easily it's honestly hilarious."

"I'll show you angry-"

"What's with you two bickering all the time?"

The siblings turned their head to find their mother. Her arms were crossed and she had a slight annoyed look on her face.

Delilah gave the first reply, "Well I was just having a civil conversation. I don't know what Simon was doing."

Before he could retort, his mother spoke first.

"Delilah, stop trying to aggravate your brother. Why don't you go help your father? The faster we clean out the attic, the sooner we can leave. Simon, why don't you come help me in the kitchen? "

Knowing there was no arguing with their mother, both siblings replied with, "Yes mother." before parting ways.

Mikey (Flashback)

I woke up at the sound of the creaking boards and the door opening. Turning my head I saw a woman carrying a bloody body. My eyes widened in the realization that it was Bella. She looked horrible! She was all bloody. Her body was mutilated. It looked like someone had been carving her skin. As much as I hated Bella, I never wanted to see her like this or anyone at all. The woman tied her to the chair and injected her with some sort of drug.

"There we go. Don't want you falling asleep on me." She gave Bella a sweet smile. "Look at all these pretty designs. My Simon is truly artistic. I'm so proud of how good he is! Now now, quit your crying. You won't be able to see his work properly."

"Let me go you psycho bitch! Your psycho son already had his fun so fucking let me go already!"

A loud slapping sound rang through the room.

"Quiet girl! Know your place!" The woman's scowl tuned back into a sweet smile as quickly as it had changed before.

"I'm afraid we typically don't let our prey go. Especially when they're in such bad condition. It would be cruel to just let you go and not finish you off. Now, my son may have had his fun but I haven't yet. "I can't let you hurt my precious little girl and get away with it, can I?"

"I didn't touch your kid.", Bella hissed.

"If you're talking about my darling Delilah then I'm afraid you're wrong. Even if I was talking about her I don't think you would be alive to hear it. My eldest daughter doesn't take too kindly to people cutting her. Anyway, Delilah can handle her own. My little Kiara on the other hand can't. That's why she needs us to protect, love, and care for her."

"What? She's your kid? No wonder she's such a mess."

Another slap.

"How rude. Who raised you? I would've never let my daughters speak so rudely to others. Anyways, Kiara isn't my daughter biologically, but she'll be fully adopted into the family soon. Now hush. I'm tired of you're rudeness."

The woman put some tape over Bella's mouth.

"Now what to do? How about starting with that pretty face of yours. Peel back the skin a little and see how you really are underneath."

The woman grabbed the knife and started to cut, ignoring Bella's muffled protests.

I looked away. I didn't need to see that. I questioned if Bella was extremely brave or just stupid. She just couldn't seem to shut her mouth. Looking towards the others I found they were all also awake, heads turned away, trying to avoid the torture that was happening only a few feet away. I too turned my head away, hoping it would all stop soon.

(Present)

I slowly turned my head back to Bella. The screaming had died off awhile ago and the woman had left. I had been too scared to look back. Too scared I would see something that I did not want to see. Looking up I saw Bella's body all bloody, not moving at all. I couldn't tell if she was dead though, but if I were her I would hope I was. Well nothing I could do about it now. I needed to focus on getting myself as well as my friends out.

I looked over towards them. Amy, Eli..... Kane. Part of me wanted to leave him here. While we were tied up here he admitted to us that he had lied. He lied to the police about us. If he hadn't lied maybe things could've turned out differently. His one choice may have been the soul reason why we were here. Why one of our friends was dead. And why the other being held captive by some love obsessed man and his family. Could have... would have... he didn't have time to be thinking about the past and blaming others. If they didn't get out now, he was sure they would get killed.

He remembered doing some research on these murder sprees. These guys were good. They left no trace, no one had a clue as to where they were and where they would strike next. It seems like only recently that they've slipped up a bit. Enough for authorities to somewhat track their movement. But that's about all. They could somewhat track their murders, but past that they were helpless.

Mikey knew he had to find a way out. He just had-*SLAM*

I flinched at the loud sound before lowering my head and dropping my eyes to the floor hoping whoever was here didn't take notice of me. He seemed older than the other male who had beat us up earlier.

The man walked around as if he was examining us before coming to a halt.

"Five of you left I see. Or, at the very least, more of four.I see my wife and son got to you first.", he mused, directing the last point towards Bella.

"What to do... we can only stay here so long and we of course can't let you go since you've seen most of our faces. So how do you think this should all end?"

"P-please... just let us go.... We-we won't tell anyone, p-promise!", Kane managed to stutter out.

The man gave a sigh, "Were you not listening? I already told you we can't let you go. Well, we could and then hunt you down, but seeing that you've been deprived of some basic necessities for awhile, I don't think it would be too fun of a hunt. But then again, you seem desperate. I've seen some people do some amusing things when desperate."

"You're sick! Just slit our throats or something. It's going to end the same way anyways. Why drag it out?", Eli hissed.

"Why not? Just because it's work doesn't mean it can't be fun.", the man shrugged.

I pressed myself as close into the chair as I could. It unnerved me how these people were so okay with just kidnapping, torturing, and killing people. They even chatted about their victim's own demise with the victims themselves, as if it was a casual conversation. It unnerved him even more that they seemed so normal, they looked like perfectly normal humans. Just going about their day like everyone else. But they weren't. They were monsters in human skin. Prowling among us, looking for a victim to lure into their trap.

We all remained silent until the sore opened up again. A young woman came out. Without turning his head the man greeted her.

"Hello Delilah, what brings you up here?"

"I was bored so I thought I would come up here. Oh, and mom wanted me to come up too I guess."

The man hummed in response.

"Well, I could use your help. I was having a conversation with our guests about what kind of ending they would like, but it seems like they're not very talkative. What do you suggest?"

The woman casually scanned her eyes over us until they landed on me.

"That Bella girl is probably gonna die on her own though, she'll probably be dead by nightfall. But that guy, Michael, Mitchel, whatever his name was. I know Simon has something against him for touching Kiara or something like that."

Kiara! How could I forget? I guess I was so fixated on myself and the others...

"Where is she? What did you do with her?", I blurted out.

"She's fine.", the woman responded. "Probably a bit traumatized, but being near my brother for that long who wouldn't be."

"Delilah!", the man scolded.

"What? I mean it's true. Anyways, Mickey or something? I usually don't give a lot of warnings but I would definitely prepare yourself for my brother. He's always been a bit unhinged but this new obsession with your friend has made it a whole lot worse."

A/N:

Finished! Finally! Anyways, sorry I've been away. I've kinda been busy and have had writers' block. Hopefully it won't take me as long to upload next time.