Therefore I am yours ( a Skrael x fem!reader fanfic)

2. Sickening plays

A.n -( This story will be changed from "you" to "I")-

I slightly opened my eyes . I didn't know where I was. It was dark again. And cold. I was in some sort of cave. I wished for someone to hear me but no one seemed to be here. I got up from this strange bed and went for the door. It was locked. I sighed. At least I wasn't dead. Well, yet.

I went back to the bed and waited for what seemed like an eternity. Until I eventually heard a voice.

" Awake?" he said.

 I gradually turned to the source of the voice. I knew it was Him. My insides were boiling. I didn't want to be angry. I never was. But I just didn't know what he wanted. What he wanted from me, I was nobody. But he. He looked at me. Only me. Like I was someone.

" You seem somewhat..displeased? He said puzzled.

" Is it because of me?" he said knowing fully the answer.

" No really? " I said.

" It's not like I was kidnapped by a total stranger who creepily stalked me for 3 WHOLE years." I said annoyed.

"Oh wait- I was!" 

I knew it wouldn't do no good to be angry like that. However he appeared to be kind of content by my reactions so I didn't really mind it.

" I know you have a lot of questions but don't be bothered, I'm not going to kill you anymore."

I was confused. I didn't know where he was getting at.

" After some time observing you, I reached a conclusion." 

" You never die." 

" Not at my hand it is." he added getting closer to me. Way too close.

What did he meant by this? Was I some sort of immortal being? Yeah,right. What kind of joke was that? Just a month ago I hurted myself by trying to get to the bus earlier. I looked at him incredulously.

" What? You don't believe me? " he muttered tilting his head.

" Let me show you then." he said before casting  a weird spell or something close to it.

"W-Wait wait! I belie-" I tried to say until some old smoke took shape in front of me.

It was cold again. Very cold. 

But nothing else. Just cold. 

Was it an old trick of his? I stopped and asked him to stop his sickening games.

" Besides the fact that I tried to kill you, you didn't die." he stated.

Hold-up. So each time I felt this weird cold, it was because he tried to KILL me? Oh, this b*stard. It really wasn't some distraction. He really wanted me dead.

"H-hey! I thought you said you wouldn't hurt me anymore!" I told him still trembling.

" I said kill not hurt." he snickered.

I couldn't believe it. Was I gonna live the rest of my life tortured?

" Well, but for now, I'm not going to try anything." He said throwing me one of my sweater.

-Where did he get that?- I thought.

 Nevermind, he was a creep after all. 

" You shall live here, till I find out why I can't kill you. Until then, I hope we'll get along." He said before dissapearing again.

I sat down on my bed. Totally off-track. I couldn't believe what was happening. And the worst part is, I didn't really mind it that much.