Perfect revenge

Trigger Warning: Death

"Hello, Jared. How are you doing today?" Joshua chirped as he walked inside the cell with Noah and Ian right on his heels. "You must be depressed. Am I right? After all, we foiled all your plans."

Jared scoffed, enduring the pain in his body. Every part of him ached and the feeling was worse than death. He was being tormented daily and wasn't given proper food or medicine, just enough to survive. 

"Keep rejoicing. Do you think I am that easy to defeat?" he muttered. Even speaking was a strenuous and agonizing task. Yet, he didn't give up. Since he was going to die soon, he went all out. 

"I don't think it, I am sure of it," Joshua declared, giving him a cryptic look. "We did defeat you. You lost."

Jared remained silent. He didn't believe a word they were saying. It didn't matter if they foiled all his plans. He still had a trump card.