This damn hospital bed is going to make me go insane. The handcuffs around my wrists doesn't help either. I can't move that much and all I can do is lie here and be in pain. Every so often the police would come in here and try to speak to me while I can only grin at them. They took Lila from me but I will get her back. She is around here somewhere in this hospital and sooner or later she will be back to where she belongs and the punishment will be even worse this time, she has disobeyed me in the worst way possible and now she has to pay for her crimes.

I chuckle to myself of what I can do to her when I have her back in my hands. It will be glorious and I will enjoy every second of her punishment, but she brought it upon herself. She should've never gotten away from me and now she has to suffer. The door to the room opens and it's most likely another doctor that wants to speak to me about everything. About my anger or why I did everything. But when I see Steel enter the room I'm shocked.

"I did not expect you to show your face around here" I speak to him. I can see the anger in his voice, but he doesn't do anything but stand there. He leans against the wall and closes the door. "Trust me. I had no intention of ever seeing your face again. Do you know what I have been doing the past hour?" He asks me and I scoff at him. "Really? The guessing game?" I ask, but he just glares at me and I sigh. "You're going to tell me either way" I say.

"I spent the last hour listening to all the horrid things that you did to her and do you know how that makes me feel?" He asks me and I can see the anger in him rise. I've seen it so many times before. I coached the guy. And he's going to hit something or someone. Me. I shrug. "How can I possibly know how you're feeling?" I ask him as I smirk at him. It's hilarious to mess with him when he's angry. He clenches his fists so tightly that I think he's going to break his fingers, which would actually work in my favor.

I'm not exactly exited to get another beating from him. I already have broken rips and bones that are still healing and the internal bleeding really messed with everything. He doesn't answer my question as he's far too lost in his anger. Trying to decide what he should do now or how much he wants to kill me. If I were not in these handcuffs then I would've been able to fight back but my hands can't fight back against him. Meaning he can do whatever he wants and I will just have to take. Except stalling.

"Tell me. How is Lila doing?" I ask him but by my question he becomes even angrier than he was before. Is that even possible? He walks over to me, but he doesn't do anything. "You're not worthy to say her name. She is safe and far away from you. She's going to get better while you're going away forever" He says and smirks. His hand runs to his pocket and takes something out of it and as soon as I see what he's holding I pale. "No! You can't!" I say as I try to get away from him.

In his hand he holds a drug that is known to kill if taken is a large amount and that is a lot. "I'm not going to do anything. You are" He tells me and I see the sinister smirk on his face that he always has on when he knows he's going to win a match. It means that a plan has formed inside his mind that will make his win even worse for his opponent. I have seen him win every time that he does this and when he doesn't do it, he loses. Which doesn't happen a lot, or any time at all.

"If you think that I'm going to willingly take this much then you're even more insane I thought you were" I say to him but than fear that is in my voice is visible and his horrible look only grows wilder when he feeds off my fear. "You have no choice. You're already going to hell. This will make sure you go there faster and much painfuller than dying in prison. Have fun dying" He tells me, his voice darkening. "Oh, and if you don't take it within the hour then I will be back and force it down your throat" He tells me.

I can tell that he's more serious about this than he has ever been in his life. He will do it and we both know it. He hands me the small plastic bag. "And I will enjoy stuffing you and it will hurt a lot more" He says and I watch as he walks out to the door and then turns around to look at me and sends me a dark look before he leaves my room and I'm left there all alone with that bag in my hand and I have no choice in the matter.

If I don't take this he will do something worse. Steel is the only one that has ever inspired fear inside my body and while I know that I can take him, I can't while wearing handcuffs. And the broken bones in my body. He has the upper hand in this. I open the bag and look down at the content. The white powder is a mixture of all sorts of drugs that is mixed into one and it's lethal when take this large amount. I take a deep breath as I empty the content into my mouth and swallow it with disgust and allow the agonizing pain to take over my whole body before I fall into the darkness.