TV shows/ films x reader imagines

tortured

You honestly didnt know how you and your mom had gotten into this situationbut here you was tied to a chair next to your mother while your dad tortured her, forcing you to watch.

Your mom looked over to you and smiled. Its going to be okay sweetie, youre going to be okay, I promise! You nodded, not trusting yourself to speak

You heard footsteps approaching, your mom turned her head in the direction of the footsteps.

Your dad walked up behind your mom and placed his hands on her shoulders, you noticed your mom flinch. Wheres my ring?

Emily closed her eyes. I flushed it.

Doyle chuckled. I spent 7 years in hell because of that ring. Doyle started un doing Emilys blouse. So now Im going to give you another gift, one you wont get rid off so easily.

Doyle walked over to the other side of the room. Four leaf clover should be a nice addition to your other tattoos.

You frowned. What the hell was he going to do.

Doyle wheeled a table over to Emily. You still have two right?

Emily nodded. Yep and thats enough ink, thanks.

Doyle chuckled again. Ink, no Koreans cant afford ink, no, no, they brand themselves.

Doyle started messing with some sort of machine. he grabbed Emily by the hair and pulled her head back. Inching some sort of pen to her chest. The more you fight, the more this will hurt.

The pen made contact with Emilys chest and you heard the sizzleyour mom screamed in agony.

STOP! DAD STOP IT!

Ian looked up at you, as though he had forgotten that you was even there. Doyle put the pen down on the table and walked over to you. Im sorry princess, I nearly forgot you was here

You looked over at your mom who was crying and gasping for breath. You looked back at Doyle.

Your a monster! You felt the back of his hand connect with your face, as the chair toppled to the side. You heard your mom struggling to get to you.

Doyle! Leave her alone!

Doyle righted your chair and walked back over to the table, pulling it in your direction. You know I thought Emily would have raised you to have more manners.obviously I need to teach you some

Doyle started messing with the dials on the machine, Emilys eyes went wide, realising what he was going to do. Ian dont! Shes a child!

Ian stood behind you, ripping your shirt open like he did to your mom. You looked at your mom. Just keep looking at me okay baby? You nodded tears starting to fall from your eyes.

You felt your dads breath on your neck as he brought the pen closer to your chest. You whimpered as you noticed the pen get closer. Dont look at him, just look at me, itll be over soon.

You nodded and looked over at your mom as the pen made contact with your skin. You screamed and cried, you had never felt pain like this before. You threw your head back in agony.

You saw your mom crying even more now, but she wasnt crying because she was hurtingshe was crying because you was hurting.