Amy's Filling Story - The Vengeance

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It was horrible. Impossible to not forget. I wouldn't want something like that, ever, to happen to any human being. Perhaps them, but that would be quite complicated and could land me into even more trouble. Why? Why would they do this? A nightmare became reality. I stared at the mirror and knew that I'd have to endure that trip to the dentist. Oh well, I was pretty much immune to that now, as I knew much, much worse could take place in our cruel little world.

I went downstairs but it was too painful to have breakfast, so I chewed on the sides and had fresh water. Brushing my teeth was also complicated but the rest was fine. I got cleaned up and went back downstairs to my desk, where I discover something. AN appointment card. For.. today? To the private dentist down the road.. damn. I knew I'd have one as they said, but today? Oh dear, oh dear. It was quite an expensive one, so I suppose they were a bit more caring than I thought. Still, I don't think I'd forgive them, like ever.

My man, please! I didn't want to go, but I had to. The whole day was spent stressing until at 2PM, time was for me to go. My parents were at work, if you didn't know. They start at around 6AM and finish at about 4 in the afternoon. Quite a relatively long day, you know. They work in the same company, but have different jobs. Their summer break started a bit after mine. So I took my keys, coat and went outside. It was quite hot. I took the coat back as I was literally sweating the second I left the house.

I wasn't going to tell the police, because it could get much worse if I did. They'd have a chance to get caught, but also a chance to get back at me and do even worse things. Plus, it's hard to prove. Especially when there's two versus one. Oh dear, oh dear. No signs of them today. No texts, voicemail, nothing. I arrived at the brick building of the dentist's. It was a single dentist, not like loads of dentists really. Just one, there was.

The waiting room was empty, unsurprisingly. Since it was not a very known dentist and the prices were rather high for the average person. Then, I was called from the dentist's room. I started walking, slightly shaking due to my fear. The dentist's assistant was away so there was a replacement. A rather young one who was already wearing a surgical mask and so was the dentist, who told me to sit in the chair. I agreed and sat down, breathing quite heavily to avoid stress. It seemed quite fine for now.

That was until they started to hold me down and strap me onto the chair. I was like 'what?!'. They put their surgical masks off and it was clearer to me now. Josh and Emily. They were back on the show. Why? Didn't they already do enough damage? I was so scared what would they do to me? Emily started: 'So, Emily. Hello again. Well, we..' 'Let me go! Let me go please!!!' I begged. Emily just sighed and Josh got something out of his bag and gave it to her, who forced the ball gag into my mouth. I now had to listen to her with my tears dripping down my cheeks.

'Good,' she started. 'Now, Amy, we now know that you have had a great experience with us. Unfortunately for you, we didn't think you had enough of that. Plus, it's your birthday today, so.. Here's a treat! Today, you won't have to sleep!' I was confused at her speech while she got some equipment out. Then I figured it out and was struggling more and more. I was moaning for help to help me, so she took the gag out of my mouth and I pleaded her not to hurt me.

Suddenly, she heard a ringtone from her phone and discovered she had new surgical supplies coming in from her cousin outside, who was a dentistry deliverer.  'Ow crap, we have to get the new equipment outside.' she declared as she put the ball gag back in my mouth. 'Alright, we'll be right back in 5 minutes, alright? Don't move and don't try anything silly. Josh, I need you to come pick up the supplies. Let's go.' They left in quite a hurry and shut the door.

The blinds were closed on the window and the light was on. This could potentially be my ultimate and best chance to escape this hell. I may not get another chance at this. I was struggling against my bonds with no luck. Then I thought of something! As I heard them argue and discuss outside, I expected I had gained some time. I managed, with fierce force, to grab the relatively large and thin scalpel on the small table on my side, and started cutting through my wrist restraints.

I was working faster and faster. It seemed to be relatively working, but too slowly. I was starting to get worried more and more. Hopefully they wouldn't find me like this, or it may or may not doom me. Probably would. I was halfway through cutting it. Come on, come on.. NO! I dropped the scalpel! Dear lord why? So stupid of me! I was hearing them coming in with the supplies in the central corridor. Oh dear oh dear. I struggled hard against my bonds and eventually managed to break one of the leather restraints that I had already but so much cut through.

I tried to undo my other restraints and surprise surprise! They were padlocked! Why? I didn't even notice! I tried struggling against them with no use. I reached down and grabbed the scalpel. They opened the door and dropped the stuff, Emily coming first. She seemed shock and had her eyes wide open; we were staring at each other in awe. They came in quickly and before she could fully discover my escape progress, she came close enough so I could punch her hard in the temple and she fell to the other side of the room with a small table she knocked over on the way. I took the gag out of my mouth.

Josh tried to jump me but I stabbed him right in the throat and left the scalpel there, stupidly. I managed to, with great effort and adrenaline, slip my other wrist out of the restraint, and started undoing my legs too. I had to get barefoot to slip them out, so that was good. My waist straps weren't padlocked so I could easily undo them. After I got up, Emily attempted to put me in a headlock but I jabbed her eyes with my fingers and she screamed in pain. Josh was sitting on the floor stopping the bleeding with anger and fear.

I arrived to the main corridor and was heading for the front door. Hopefully it wouldn't be locked. Surprise surprise, it was. I went to the waiting room, kicked Emily, who was trying to get to me and punched her in the chin. She fell over, unconscious. I grabbed a chair and threw it against the window, smashing it into pieces. I then ran. Ran and ran. The cousin, however, was still there. Emily suddenly woke up and shouted at the cousin to run after her, and he did. I was shouting for help across the road, but no one seemed to hear me. I tripped due to me being barefoot in the middle of the road, but quickly got up. Unfortunately, it was too slow and I felt a hand gagging me and he prepared a syringe, one which I tried to escape but it stabbed me too quickly and I fell, yet again, unconscious.

A few hours later, I woke up in a dimly lit room. My back was cold, my mouth full and I could not move. I saw three figures staring straight at me: the cousin, Emily and Josh. They had me capture, ball gagged and strapped down tight in a place I could not escape in. Emily, yet again with bruises all over her, started: 'Emily, you've been a very bad girl and you must be punished. Stupid idiot, we'll make you feel pain like you've never encountered before. Don't worry, your parents just think you're staying with us for a week-long trip. Heh, idiots. This'll be a long week for you. Oh, and if you tell anyone, we've got enough evidence made up against you, so don't worry kiddo.'

I was crying and crying. This really was my doom. I screwed up. There was no way to escape now. The concrete walls all around me and the deep, dimly lit room suggested I was.. dead. Death would actually be mercy. This was worse than anything else. Please. Please just let me go. Why did I go to the dentist's? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? I wanted to be home, I wanted to die, for all my pain sensors to go, just please let me go! It was horrible, a nightmare worse than anything in the entire universe that lurks.

I didn't even bother to struggle. It was just too hard for me. I didn't even try anymore. Life was over for me. It would go on and on and on. And so for the next few days, what felt like centuries, I was forcefully sleep deprived, isolated, force fed through a tube, tortured with endless things such as the 'paper-cut machine' and the 'dry-throat treatment'. I just wanted it to end so bad. I didn't expect anything. It was horrible. Please, lord help me! Anything was better than this. Anything.

It wasn't until the 4th, 4th? 4th century? Nevertheless, I seemed to hear screaming and shouting, and then silence, like the Death Start blew up the moon or something. Then, someone came down and took my blindfold off. It was.. the cousin, who's name was Jack, as I could remember. He looked at me and it took a relatively long time for him to start, as he was also shaking for mysterious reasons. 'Look.. Amy.. I.. I did bad things. I'm so sorry.. Her.. I'll let you go, ok? Don't tell them. Especially about me, please.' I nodded quickly and fiercely in agreement, and he started to undo my bonds.

He took the ball gag out of my mouth and thus let me speak. I asked him about Emily and Josh, and he said they were 'taken care of', whatever that means. After untying me, he grabbed a weapon out of his pocket and.. his life stopped. Just like that. Living with such a thing would be horrible. I didn't blame him. I saw enough horrors already by that point. Oh dear, oh dear. I took his keys from his pocket and his weapon, and went upstairs by unlocking the basement door.

It was in Emily's house. I saw Josh and Emily, lying there, lifeless, dripping down into the end of existence. Poor them. They did deserve this. They deserved more, even. Death was luck for them, just as it would've been for me. Slowly and surely, I went to the bathroom, got changed, had a shower and cleaned myself up. I found a phone, called 999, and explained to them that she arrived there, and something had happened. I said the cousin killed them, and I barely escaped. They cleaned the place up. They had no more suspicions.

What started off as one simple snitch and joke from me, turned into this. Why, lord, why? Why would this happen, WHY DID I DESERVE THIS? I LOST MY BEST FRIENDS! WHY? LORD, WY? PLEASE! GIVE THEM BACK! GIVE.THEM.BACK.TO.ME. I HAD NOTHING. NOTHING TO LIVE FOR! I was just a lifeless doll now. Nothing mattered. Only they did. I lived in them as they lived in me. There was nothing worthwhile now.

Now, please. I bear so many scars. I never thought I'd come out about it, but.. here I am.. Yeah. How exciting, isn't it? They lived in me, and I lived in them. Nothing mattered. Nothing still matters. I want them back, as they were before. They were taken by demons with unimaginable powers. The human being is strong-minded. However, it has its boundaries. Mine have been crosses, as I was walking home in the rain, looking down with an empty mind full of silenced conflict and nothingness. Please. Please remember, for me, for them.

THE END

PHEW! DONE IT! Finally, after one hour and a half of writing with a small pause included. More stories in the future, so stay hyped for more.