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4. Acceptance

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FILE NAME: CULT FAMILY.

As expected, your stomach was quickly emptied once returning to your room, with the leader hearing your almost pathetic cries of pain caused within your stomach as he seemed to show sympathy towards your condition, your hair held back gently to avoid sick getting within your hair while his other hand gently rubbed against your back, emptying your contents seemed to exhaust you, with your body shaking in the fear of more escaping out of your body as the leader seemed to slowly reach, the towel resting between his fingers as he gently wiped the vomit from your mouth, his affection seemed to take your mind over, with your frame almost collapsing into his arms. " Let's get you to bed shall we..? "

He was affectionate with you, gently lying you down onto the bed while resting his ungloved hand on your forehead, his skin cool and pale, making you groan softly at the coolness. You seemed to have caught a fever. " It is simply the reaction to the weather my dear, as well as the meat of course. " You seemed confused slightly, watching the man rise to quickly get something, returning with a wet towel. " I'll have someone come to nurse you to health, cannot having you dying so early.. especially seeing as many already enjoy your presence. " The man slowly stood, slowly chuckling at your confusion as he clasped his hands together. " Your gullible act is adorable but will not work on me. " You watched the male edge closer for a moment, his lips resting soon on your forehead, the taste of sweat on his lips but he didn't seem to mind, the sight of him licking his lips slowly and smiling caused her to stare in slight shock. " Get some rest, you'll have to catch up with chores. " David slowly rose, making his way to the door and turning to remove the light source from the room, but you already laid, asleep. 

" I can already tell you'll be a great addition to the family. "

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FILE NAME : SHADELIGHT

Your condition was monitored closely after the events of the bruises, and by closely, you meant the constant attention...may have turned you into...a spoilt person. Treats like...breakfast and tea in bed with Chuck, the somewhat moderate affection from the purple masked male who...somehow took you on walks around the place you stayed in. Giving you overall a better idea for where you were. The large garden made it clear it was almost a manor. Standing in the middle of what seemed to be a wasteland. The lack of life proving multiple things to you, you wouldn't have anywhere to run if you escaped at some point, and it was only you, and these men. However, you seemed to think. The thought of running away never crossed your mind. 

Your legs seemed to recover, slowly, but that didn't cross your mind. The bruising was ugly, made your stomach turn at the slightest look that you always had them covered. They didn't seem to mind, made you feel safe, comfortable. You felt insane. Enjoying the affection they gave you, it made you feel...hatred towards yourself. They broke your legs yet you couldn't get enough of them? Your mind seemed to form tricks, almost persuading you...they cared for you. Taking care of you during the hard times with your injuries, did they care for you? Lying in the bed, you seemed to slowly look up at the male sitting in the purple mask, his view focused purely on the book in his hand. " Do you care for me? " The question seemed to catch him off guard, slamming the book closed as he looked over. Silent as he slowly looked with a small smile forming on his lips.