You're mine

Rage from Two

The image you saw frightened you more then anything else. You were absolutely terrified and if that wasn't bad enough, the man who had caused such a tremble in your heart was carrying you over his shoulder. "Put... Put my down." You cried out with a frightened voice.
"Hm...?" The man's eyes shifted to look at you. Behind his red lenses were questioning eyes. "Is something wrong, my sweet...?" He acted as if what he had done was perfectly okay.
"I said put me down!" You shouted, sending a smack at the man. Of course you knew it wouldn't actually hurt him but, it did shock him enough to drop you onto the floor. Your knees hit the floor with a soft hiss of pain escaping your lips. Upon the impact of the fall, you fell on to your knee, bruising it if nothing else. Meanwhile, the taller man looked down to you, his forehead sporting a bulging vein.
"Fufufu... You're being rather rambunctious today." He said between clenched teeth, formed to a smile.
"How dare you do that to my friend?! In front of me, no less!?" You shouted up to the far taller man. In your eyes showed pain and hurt. Hurt that he especially didn't want to see. Despite the anger inside of him, Doflamingo's cold expression softened but, the all too dangerous smile stayed.
"He deserved it..."
"How can you say that? You aren't the one who decides such things!" You kept plucking from the man, bringing the vein in his forehead to tighten. "Do not touch me again!" You shouted loudly, your body forcing itself to a stand. The man was too angry to say anything... But, he knew if he moved blindly he could hurt you easily so, he decided To stay quite as you stared at him. You couldn't see his eyes but, you stared intently at the red lenses of his flashy classes. "....." Without saying another word, you limped off to your room, the angry gaze of the man following.

Once you left Doflamingo's presence he dashed back over to the bloody room. It reeked of the thick liquid. (How could she be so upset?) he thought to himself, his hidden eyes trailing over the room as some slaves cleaned up the blood. The body that had been in the floor was gone now. Probably at the morgue to be properly taken care of. (I did this for her. To ensure that she saw he wasn't any good..)
"Young Master..." Baby 5 said, breaking the blond man's gaze.
"Hm?"
"Are you alright?"
"What did I do wrong...?"
"She's not as strong as the rest of us... She hasn't gotten used to these things yet."
"Will she ever?"
"She has to if she wanted to live..."
"Hm... Baby 5, make sure to watch over her from now on. Report back to me."
"Ay, Young Master!"

You stood in front of an opened window, a back pack slung over your shoulder. (He did it for me?) you thought, hoisting yourself up to stand in the window frame. (What a waste.) You said before jumping out, landing in a small bush.