Poisoned Blood 2: Return Of The Surgeons

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Aaron finally stops sucking blood from me. I'm super pale and weak at this point. I'm so drained I can barely move. Dr Smoker grabs the sanded of flesh and throws it into the cylinder. Aaron takes the cylinder and puts it in a stand and lights it up. I watch as my own blood lights up from inside it, like one of those lava lamps. But this one is made up of my own blood and flesh. They watch it for a while then leave. I wonder where dad is. I hope he is still alive. My face is flushed and losing the healthy color as my skin starts turning white. Nurse Belle walks into the room.
"Oh sweetie, you look horrible, and ew, whats that red bottle thing?" She says in disgust.
"It's a bottle of my own blood, you stupid bitch" I say shakily. She notices how drained I look and walks up to me.
"Your gonna need a blood transfusion or you will die of blood loss" She explains.
"Let me die" I say quietly, my voice still shaking.
"No, I'm going to help you" She says.
"No please! I'm begging you, I can't take this anymore! Please let me die, I want to die!" I beg. She shakes her head. I wish she would just let me die. I can't take this anymore. She goes into the hall, then comes back with a packet of blood, and connects it to my arm with an I.V. It stings. I can feel the new blood entering my veins, it hurts. She also puts bandages around the wounds where the tubes were.
"Go away" I growl. She ignores me and continues bandaging me.
"I said leave me alone!" I yell. She slaps me.
"I told you that I'm going to help you, now stop yelling at me" she said harshly. Later when shes given me bandages and pain killers, she leaves the room. I layed there for a little while. The pain killers didn't help at all. My whole body was in pain. I shift and whine, trying to get more comfortable, but moving just made the pain even worse.  I hear faint footsteps coming down the hall. Heather, my worst enemy who used to be my friend, walks in, carrying a heavy vice in her arms. She puts it down on my table next to me.
"What the hell are you going to do with that thing?!" I shout.
"Shhhh" she puts on finger against her lips.
"Your dad is in another room with doctor Happy. I always thought your dad was quite nice, so I put up screens in front of him, so he can watch you. He's watching everything we do to you. He's forced to. He's watching all the torture you endure. He seems pretty upset about all this, he's worried about you, but don't worry, we won't kill you" she says.
"Please let me and my dad go, we didn't do anything to deserve this! You know we don't deserve this!" I cried.
"Yes you do, you killed my grandfather Dr. Jonson" she growled.
"I did, not my father, let him go!" I cried.
"No" she says and grabs my arm and places it into the vice and starts slowly turning the crank. I start crying and whimpering watching her turn the crank.
"Please, please don't do this!" I cried out desperately, she just ignored me and continued turning the crank. It's really squashing my arm now, I start to cry, then "Snap!" My arm snaps and breaks, I scream my head off, "click" as she snaps my arm back into place painfully. I cry in the pain. She loosens the crank and places the vice on the floor. Dad is probably watching in horror, wishing he could stop these people.
"You have truly betrayed me! You were my best freaking friend! How could you do this to me?!" I shout.
She doesn't say anything but makes this freakish smile.
"Oh, my dear friend. What fun memories we had. But I really think you are a fun project. I love and adore my mom Lana. And I could never forgive you killing my grandfather Dr Jonson. Good thing your stupid step-mom who was also at fault is dead" She sneers, kicking Claire's dead body that's on the floor.
"You know I don't deserve this! Please make the surgeons stop!" I yell.
"Not gonna happen Carnee" she says shaking her head.
"Please let us go! Please, I can't take this anymore!" I scream.
"No" she said casually.
Dad yells at the screens with his mouth bleeding through the hooks in his mouth, but I can't hear him, and I don't know what they are doing to him. Heather pats me on the shoulder and goes into the hallway. The door opens again right after Heather left the room. It's Aaron and doctor Saw again. And, they're drunk. They stagger up next to me.
"Carn with a friggin' E" Arron slurs.
"How a-are you doing today" He asks as he's so drunk he almost falls over. Doctor Saw just stands there and laughs at him as he tries to stand up straight. Aaron stumbles into the wall and leans over and vomits.
"Awww gross man!" Dr. Saw laughs. Aaron growls and attacks Dr. Saw, punching him right in the gut and making him vomit.
"Gotcha!" Aaron laughs.
"Asshole" Dr. Saw mumbles and stumbles. He takes a few wobbly steps back and leans his back against the wall so he doesn't fall over.
"Get outta here, you drunken freaks!" I yell. They just smile and chuckle a goofy idiotic laugh.
"We got some fun things we're gonna do today" Doctor Saw laughs. They pull up chairs next to me so they don't keep falling over. They're even more drunk then last time. Just my luck. Aaron holds up a staple gun. Then doctor Saw holds up a nail gun.
"We're gonna have a bit of fun with these babies" Doctor Saw says. Dad screams when he sees them holding up the guns.
"Don't do this to her!" he yells, shifting in the chair.
Aaron lifts my shirt and starts shooting staples into my side. I scream with every staple. They pierce my skin and start to sting. Doctor Saw shoots nails into my legs after, tearing through cartilage and tissue. They just laugh as I scream.
"Stop it! Please! I'm begging you, stop!" I cry. They just ignore me, and keep shooting staples and nails into me. I scream and cry, my eyes flowing tears. My tears feeling like acid and stinging my eyes.
"If you don't shut up, I'll smash your knees in" says doctor Saw sternly.
"No! Stop! Don't do this!" I plead.
"Told you so" He snickers. He picks up a heavy-duty pipe wrench. He holds it over his head then "Wham!" the wrench hits the table.
"Oh c'mon Saw, you drunken idiot, you missed her knee!" Aaron laughs. Dr. Saw growls and lifts the wrench again. "Wham!" straight onto my kneecap. The impact destroys the bones in my knee. I scream so loud I almost lose my voice.
"Stop please!" I choke. He growls then he bashes my other knee in. I scream.
"I can't take this pain anymore! Why don't you just kill me?!" I cry. They just laugh at my pleas.
Aaron sees my extremely bruised, broken arm. He takes it and snaps it once more that its out of place. I scream and struggle in the restraints. Then he punches my in the face, forming a black eye. I whimper in pain. They laugh and leave the room. Just leaving the staples and nails in me, with my arm popped out. I close my eyes, even though the one that was punched swelled up I could barely close it. Soon Doctor Lana enters the room and pops my arm back in. I scream. She looks at my legs and sides, the staples still inside of me, the wounds were bleeding. She puts heavy rubber gloves on and starts pulling out the nails and staples on-by-one. I scream in agony as the wounds bleed. Dr. Lana grabs a cloth and wipes off the wounds, but it doesn't stop them from bleeding, they wouldn't stop.
"They really beaten you up, didn't they?" she snickered. "It gets annoying when they drink, Dr. Smoker has to look after them. They make messes and bug the other surgeons, but they do great work on you when they're drunk" she sneers.
"Please..." I whisper, my voice was shaking and raspy.
"I find it pleasant when you scream" she smiles.
"Please kill me" I whispered, giving up completely.
"Not going to happen, unless it's by accident" she sneered.
"Leave my father alone" I said slowly.
"We're not even hurting him that badly, watching you get torn apart like this is enough torture for him. Your father is so weak, he can barely take any pain and he cries like a kid when we hurt you, it's pretty pathetic really" she says.
"Make the pain stop...." I whined.
"No, I will just let you rest for the night, but one finishing touch."
She pulls out a needle.
"I always thought that this stuff worked well on you, Doctor Jonson made good choices for you. Time for your poison" she laughs. I scream and scream over and over as she comes closer with the needle.
"No!" I screamed and pulled at the restraints.  Dad yells at the screens. I still don't hear him. I don't know where he is kept.
"Get that away from her!!!" He yells in fury.
"Please Dr Lana! Don't do this!" I shout. She keeps slowly walking closer holding up the needle. Shes right beside me now. I whimper and squirm. She sticks the needle into my arm and injects the poison into me.