⚠️TW: Torture, Rape ⚠️
December 27th
1 AM
"You're quite captivating tis all.", Nicholas says, his brown eyes locking into mine. "We should get going before the men come back.", I say.
"You're right."
We continue on our way.
......
meowing
"Do you hear that?", I ask, looking at Nicholas.
"Hear what, darling?", Nicholas questions, confused." Hearing things, now?", Nicholas jokes. I roll my eyes.
"I loathe you.", I sound, with a playful smile.
"Why, I'm lovely?", Nicholas responds fixing his hair.
"I hear meowing.", I say. Nicholas raises his eyebrow. "Daisy, I hear Daisy.", I persist, running directly ahead. "Must we constantly do this.", Nicholas jokes. I open the entrance, Nicholas trailing along behind me. But I stop in my tracks, once I feel a sharp object on my neck, I trail my eyes towards Nicholas, as he is wheezing for air, while a fellow strangles him. I kick the other man, taking the knife from him, and press it towards the neck of the fellow choking Nicholas.
"Let him go.", I say. He lets Nicholas go. Then the other man grabs Daisy. "Not so fast, I presume this is what you're looking for."
December 27th
3 AM
We stop in our trails, as the two men grab our arms. They must have whacked us because, I woke up, tied to a chair. I arch to dart at Nicholas who is still passed out, must have been because of the portion of blood he has already yielded.
"Why are you doing this?", I ask, as the man trails around the room. "You two, royals.", the man responds. I look at Nicholas.
"He's not a royal, and he doesn't know I'm one.", I say. The man cracks up. "You're all the same, all of you must suffer the way, I did.", the man continues. The man clasps a blow torch, as the fire appears. "No, please.No!!", the fire hits my arm, and I cry out. Once I cry, the man punctures my arm, and my ribs. The other member, grabs the other blowtorch, authorizing the fire to hit Nicholas' skin, causing him to wake and wail in pain. He stabs Nicholas in the stomach repeatedly, causing him to bolt in despair. Then he leaves. "Nicholas.", I say. Nicholas rotates to look at me, with tears in his eyes. His stomach, bleeding out, and his mouth was all bloody. "I don't know if, I could hold on any longer.", I say.
"Snap out of it.", Nicholas responds. "I have an idea.", Nicholas says. "I've been using my pocket blade to cut the yarn this entire time. I'm nearly done. Darling, I promise you, we'll make it out alive.", he continues with a smile. The rope plunges to the floor, generating Nicholas, and I to beam. He rushes to my rope, attempting to cut it, but we hear the men from a near distance.
"It's too late, for me. Nicholas, I need you to take Daisy, and run as far away as you can.", I say, looking at Nicholas's hands, as he attempts to unravel the rope in haste.
"No, I'm not fleeing without you.", Nicholas says.
"Nicholas. I would relatively you live than us both perishing here. You must run now.", I say, looking at the door. Nicholas grabs, Daisy. He kisses my forehead. "Don't, die on me alright.", he says. I smile and nod then he jumps out the window. A tear falls from my cheek, and the door bursts open, as my glittery eyes meet the men. "Where is the guy?!", one of the men screamed at me. "I don't know, what you're talking about."
"Just tell him.", the other man says to me, calmly. Like that's any better.No way in hell, am I telling these assholes?
"I don't know, what you're talking about."
"You wanker!", the man says to me. I roll my eyes, then he runs up to me and chokes me. "Well you maintain good use, somehow.", he says, with a smirk.
Please, God. No, don't allow him to do what I think he's thinking.
"Strip.", he says. "Excuse me.", I say in disbelief.
"Did I stutter?... Strip!", he says again. I sigh and take off my clothes, and my undergarments. The man grabs my wrist yanking me closer. He traces his hand over my stomach, then up my sternum. "You're beautiful.", he says. Tears fall from my eyes. "Please, don't!", I beg. He gets up, and he kisses my neck, while I cry, he lays me down on the floor and takes off his pants, then r**** me. After he grabs a blowtorch and scorches me, I cry even more. "Tell us what you know.", They persist in asking questions, but after I don't converse, I assume they've given up, and eventually fall asleep. Nicholas will come back for me, won't he?
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