"Tsktsktsk. Who do we have here~?"
I held my own breath at the sight of the Groom. His smirk nearly reaches his eyes as he slowly bows to my level, getting creppely closer each millisecond. Shamelessly my cheeks gave my nervousness away as the turn fire red.
"Say that my Darling didn't try to release one of my patients just now?" , Eddie says in a calm yet threatening voice as he glared into my eyes.
"I ugh...- No! I was just....You see-" I began to stumble over my words, trying to find an excuse as my hands gestures from me to the locker, as if he would understand something out of my mumbling. Way to go (Y/n).
He clicked his tongue, rolling his eyes to the back of his head as he straighten his pose. The shoe, that was still on my burning hand, began to circle. Others would think that he'd put out a cigarette, yet it was only me, a bug, who he tried to squish under his large boots. It burned like hell, the pain was not pleasant to say at least. I could feel tears form at the corners of my eyes.
"Please! Stop!" , I cried out as I could feel my hand slowly getting worse. To my surprise, he did stop. He lifts his boot, granting me to retreat my hand and without hesitation, I did, before he would've changed his mind. I inspected my hands which was fire red and covered in brown and gray dirt. The stone floor rubbed itself deep into my skin, it felt like I burned the hand myself. Yet, there was no blood to see. Yet. A hand suddenly gripped a fistful of my hair and janked it upwards. I hiss out in pain yet again and stared at my captor, who wasn't smirking anymore. He put a menacing glare on, his thin lips in straight lines. I reached up to his hand, trying to get it off of me, but the grip only seems to tighten when I got to close to it. I lowered my hands in defeat.
"Now, that is better." He praised and the smirk slowly rose again. "Now be a good girl and tell me what you been up to here."
I lowered my gaze, yet his hand shot to my face and lifted up my shin, forcing me instantly to gaze into his cold eyes.
"Did I allow you to leave your Room?" , he questioned as he leans his head to the side, analyzing me. I shook my head.
"No, hm?"
I remained silent.
"Did I give you permission to talk to other men, beside me?"
"No.....", I mumble out. He pulls my hair at that, making me cry out.
"I couldn't quiet understand you. Speak up!" , he spat with a snarl.
"NO!" His grip loosen a bit again.
"There we go. Now. Tell me..." , his hand that was holding my shin let go and pointed slowly at the locker while he spoke, "...why the hell are you out of the room and why the hell are you talking to this disgraceful trashcan?"
I gulped at that. My eyes scanned the locker, in which Theodore was in. I could practically hear his panicked breath coming out of there. I bit my lip, trying to find the right words to say.
"I was-" , but before I could form a simple sentence, I was interrupted by a quivering voice next to us.
"I-I-It's my Fault!" , the scared man in the locker haulers out as he revealed his glowing us to us. I looked shocked at the patient. What the hell was he thinking?!
"It is your fault, huh?" , Eddie says deep in thoughts as he stares into an empty void.
"No, wait! I-", my cries got muffled down by Eddie's gloved hand. He stares at me. His smile rose as he claps his hand then together.
"Well then! It's settled. You won't get a punishment, my dearest Darling!"
"But I-" , yet again I got cut off by the Groom as he simply turns to Theodore. Not giving me a single last stare. I felt disrespected to the fullest.
"So...you caused all this trouble, hm?"
Theodore remains silent. He was to scared to speak.
"What to do...what to do...", Eddie says deeply in thoughts as he rubs his chin with his hand.
"Clearly I can't let you life..."
Mine and Theodore's eyes widen at that. I abruptly stood up, trying to get in between them.
"Please! Please don't, Eddie!" , I began to plead as I blocked the view to Theodore. Eddie didn't like that, not one bit. I could see that in his eyes, who I captured the fullest attention of. "Please don't do it."
"Why should I care about what your opinion is."
"Because you love me."
The Groom went silent. He inspected my eye movements for what it seems like an eternity. I held my own breath, even Theodore went silent behind me. The Groom released a heavy breath, lifting his eyebrow with the well known 'Eddie Smirk' and met my eyes yet again.
"You clever little thing you. You know that I'd do anything for you." , the Groom says dreamily and caresses my cheek. "But what am I supposed to do with him then?"
"Let him go."
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The Bride
Fanfiction-=○=-=●=-=💚=-=●=-=○=- You will jump into the role of the best friend from Waylon Park. You've been the last female psychologist and your current patient is Chris Walker. After the patients escape out of their cells and slowly take over the whole a...
