She is Dead

Micheal POV:

It was becoming so unbearably uncomfortable sitting on the concrete floor, I could pull my hair out.

I was tired, hungry and felt miserable on the floor. It was unbearably hot and I was sweating profusely, my throat was dry as the Sahara, a drop of water would be a bliss right now.

The only thing keeping me from loosing my mind and going berserk was the thought they can't keep me here forever, I was bound to be released at a point and I will make them all pay severely.

I shut my eyes my tightly hoping I could escape to the land of sleep.

After a few minutes of shut eye, I felt the change in atmosphere. I opened an eye to check my surroundings and to my utmost surprise I saw Leo Fucking Jordan staring down on me. I stood up at once and rose up to his level to see eye to eye. He was staring at me like a bug sitting on his favorite food.

"The fuck are you looking at" I snapped

"I see they finally put you where you truly deserve"

"Why don't you come in here and I would sh