Paris Tragedy

chapter five

They never really talk but Tony knew it from his gestures. The man care about him very much. Whenever Tony cried, he would wiped his tears off but he realised that Tony was allowing him to get this near because of his face and it made him raged on, leaving the room in complete disappointment.

He once yelled, "What's so good about that captain of yours?! He doesn't even come for you! He don't care about you, his acclaimed lover!"

It had Tony realised that things would be too difficult the longer he got trapped here. Because deep down, he knew he almost got swayed by what he said.

Tony replied, "He is... waiting for me... and I assure you... he will come for me." The sentence is dry and sounds really pathetic to his ears because he knew damn well he will be dead anyway soon so it does not matter if they come for him. He no longer had the hope.

The captain ran out of patience and pushed him back on the bed. Tony tried to get up but the captain caught his hands and pinned them above his head.

He looked at Tony in the eyes and said, "There's no Steve Rogers or Captain America here for you. There's only me, your new captain. I'm Captain Hydra and you will only nod to my words."

He tried to kiss Tony but missed it because Tony looked away, shaking his head, trying his best to avoid him.

But it all did nothing to save him from the captain. Out of his mind, drown in jealousy and rage, he raped Tony.

Tony begged for him to stop but he didn't care. He turned himself deaf. Every time Tony tried to fight, he would thrust harder and deeper. His voice became small and smaller until he no longer beg for him to stop.

But when the captain hit the spot, Tony couldn't control his own body. He tried his best not to make any sound but his body react differently. He dug his fingernails into the man's skins but it's no use either.

"Please! Not there! I b-beg you! Stop it! Stop it!" He cried again and again. Tony could feel the peak inside.

When the captain shot inside him, his eyes widened as he felt his heart just skipped a beat. His before life is spinning in his mind. He could not tell what is reality or dream anymore. All he know is if he remained alive, he will rot in hell with all the guilt and shame.

He was stoned, unable to recall what happened. His visions were blurry as he looked at the man in front of him. He was Steve, but not his Steve.

Did I allowed him to do this to me...? I don't know... His face is everything. I was blinded. I allowed him to rape me. I allowed him to do things to me because I fell too deep in love that I didn't see what's wrong.

Tony fell deep into darkness, more than just hitting the rock bottom. He lost his sanity and awaken mind.

The few last drop of hope he had saved for his life dried up along with his tears.

He lose his life and it will never be back even if someone spin the time back to before he was kidnapped.

And then come the whispers of the devil that just finished devouring the soul presented to him unwillingly.

I love you Tony.

More than he do..

More than he do...