'The girl with the gun in her hands'

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His excited faced scared me, but as you can tell by now, it's better not to make him angry. That's why I walk through the door and gasp from the view.
'It's beautiful, isn't it?' I hear a whisper in my ear. 
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Chapter 2

 It wasn't something you would see every day, that's what I can tell. I mean, I looked just for a second, maybe two, until I had to close my eyes so I wouldn't puke all over the place.
'Don't you dare to look away,'obviously he got angry.
'I didn't. I... I like it, Kayl.'
The room was red. And not the paint red, as I could understand from the smell. The walls were painted with blood and I could barely tell the difference. In the middle of this so called room there was a pool. Not a big one, more of a huge bathtub and there was someone sitting in it. I did not want them to turn around. I doubt they could, but I have an idea Kayl could take care of it. Anyway, there was also a table in the corner. There was a lot of knifes and screwdrivers and other kind of tools on it. I got a shiver when I understood that there is a chair, on which you could lay a human being and tie him up. It made me want to choke on air.
'Oh, you want to try?'He walked in front of me and kind of noticed where I was looking.
'I'm good, sweetie.'
He shoke his head, making a face and after taking my hand, we went near the table. This way I could see the faces of the human beings at the bathtub. It was enough for me to feel dizzy and lean on the same table that was covered in blood. I hate blood, did I mentioned that?
'Pick one of them,'Kayl said, waving his hand to the poor bodies.
It took me about a minute to open my eyes and that was way to late for not making Kayl mad. I heard angry scream and I was tossed on the chair. If I say I didn't try to fall from it, I would lie, but one of his hand kept me lying down while my body was chained.
'Kayl, what are you doing, sweetie?'I asked already knowing what will happen. Oh, you should hear my voice. I'm terrible at being scared.
'Well, you didn't pick one for yourself, so I picked you instead.'
I tried to set my hands free, but the chains just made a hard noise and left me incapable of moving. I saw a scalpel in Kayls hand and the next thing I know, my left tight hurts like hell. I scream, but for response I hear a laugh from a guy next to the chair. The pain doesn't stop and I can understand Kayl is keeping the knife inside my wound. He moved it a little so the space he made would be wider and I almost passed out from the pain.
'Kayl, what are you doing?'I whisper barely making a sound.
'I'm playing, since you didn't want to play.'
He takes the scalpel from my body and raises a huge needle so I could see. I know what that is. It hurts like hell whenever Kayl decides to use it. But at least it keeps me alive. I have no idea what exactly it is, but it slows my blood flow just to keep me awake. I can't talk, I can't move, but I can feel everything. So another scream when the needle goes into my skin is the last sound I make for the past five hours. I can't even find the words for everything he did. Basically, Kayl made the wound, then sew it, then moved to the other side and made everything kind of identical. I can assure you, he was quite good at making everything perfect. Especially if it's on me. The only real new thing he did was when he rolled me on my back and injected my spine with something, that hurt more than anything and everything together. I thought I will die on that table. It was way too much for me, but the drugs he gave to me didn't let me pass out. While doing this to my body, Kayl talked about the guys in the bathtub. Apparently one of them tried to stop the car he was riding the other day. Although I'm not sure about the second one, because at that moment he split my back open, so I had to concentrate on not going mad from the pain.
'Hm, I doubt you could walk right now,'he murmured as if he hasn't done everything in his power to ensure that.
His fingers slipped on my face, making me meet his eyes. Kayl laughed and with other hand he took a mirror and showed me how my face looked like. It was bloody, even if he didn't touch my face. My eyes... my eyes were red from the unscreamed pain I had, my nose was bleeding, and I think I coughed blood, but I can't really tell, since I'm in no position to control anything this body does.
'Let me wash you up, ok?'He smiled, putting the mirror down. He took the big, clean sponge, found some decently clean water and poured some on my naked body. He was really careful not to hurt me any more. It didn't hurt, honestly. After all of that, it was really really enjoyable. After that he went away and got back with clean bandages. He swirled every wound of mine and even got me dressed in his shirt. Then he injected me with something else and released the chains. The first thing I did after getting back the control, I slapped him so hard, I could instantly see my palm on his check. I know I shouldn't have done that, but I couldn't keep it for myself. His fingers tangled around my hair and he tossed me to the ground. I screamed but he didn't care. Of course he didn't. I was dragged through the ground to the doors, then though the hall until we reached the main entrance. We ended up outside. That's when he let my hair go.
'Get the fuck out of my property,'he said with the voice that I haven't heard before. Mostly because he never swears. And this scared me more than usually.
'You know I have nowhere to go,'I said without even trying to get up. I was bloody again. I think my wounds opened in at least four places.
'I don't care.'
And he left me on the doorsteps alone. He even slammed the door after going inside. Did i crossed the line here?