The faint clink of the chain as each piece of metal hits the other sends chills down my spine. Not a pleasant one. It crawled down my spine before snaking it's icy way around my body.
I could feel me hands getting cold, my blood freezing in my veins. And despite the way my face suddenly felt cold as it drained of blood, a painful sweat broke across my forehead.
"No!" It's not as self-assured this time. More of a plea. "Nate, please."
He was unrelenting, not giving a damn what I had to say. "I don't want to hear you. Choose whether you want to shut it or be gagged, but I don't want one more sound. I might end up doing something stupid."
I gnaw at my lower lip, trying to decide if I want to fight harder or give up. That would have never happened before. He's weakened me so badly it affects more than my ego. It affects my survival.
My thinking takes too long anyway. He's already drilling the chain to the floor of his bedroom by the time I come back to reality.
