Max & Ruby . Ruby & Max

Chapter 2: THE TORMENT

"43 days he's been staying at the hotel, 'St.Cortez', I'm worried about him... that's all"

Ruby was always the happiest of the two siblings. Always more popular, prettier, funnier, smarter.
She had the dream life, 3 kids, a loving husband, and a few pets. She went to church every Sunday and led the PTA.

Yet she felt terrible.
No one has heard from Max since his wife brought him the divorce papers and moved into the hotel. She was worried about him, about his meds, and his drug problem. Even though he'd been clean for years, she feared he would relapse and eventually waste his life.
"Why the fuck do you care where your brother is?" Her husband Markus rudely asked, "If he wants to be a hermit then fine, you're not his babysitter, you're his sister. Now go make my fucking breakfast before I break my coffee mug over that ugly little face, you whore".
After breakfast, the kids went to school while Markus went to work. She cried uncontrollably before she stopped herself and listened, she thought she heard a noise outside... like... a grown man crying?... it sounded like... max?

Max could feel the hotel room spin, his eyes went into the back of his head, a nasty smile swiped his face, and that old familiar bliss came over him. His veins pumped full of his escape, straight into his heart, his cold black heart. But something didn't feel right this time, something was... off...
The room gradually reduced to pure black and max was all alone, naked, cold... he saw his hands and they were covered in blood, there were chains on the floor, as well as... a gimp suit.