Tempted By The Dark Side

Chapter 8

Tom came to pick you up when you got ready. He grasped your wrist and dragged you to the dining hall, still angry. You were terrified he will tell Voldemort what happened, but he kept his mouth shut.
V: "Y/n, did you enjoy your day at the library?"
Y/n: "Yes, my lord. Thank you."
V: "Very well. This was your last free day here, Y/n. Tomorrow you start your training- My dear, why do you look so upset? Hasn't my son told you anything?"
T: "I didn't have the time, father."
V: *clenching fists* "I see...She is your responsibility, Tom. Don't let that happen again. Y/n, you will be trained for...carrying out the tasks which I'll be giving you."
Y/n: *in her mind* 'Oh no, it's here. The killing'
You didn't wanna ask any questions. You didn't want to talk to Voldemort. It was all too much, you just wished to go back to your room and sleep. Thankfully you didn't have to speak for the rest of the dinner since Voldemort was busy with giving orders to the Death Eaters. You went back to your room and Tom followed you.
Y/n: "Go away. I don't wanna talk to you."
T: "Stop telling me what to do. You know I always do what I want. I own you."
Y/n: "I fucking hate you, Tom! This behaviour of yours is a torture and it hurts me more than when I was locked in the basement! Why haven't you told me about the training? Get over yourself and-"
*he pulled out his wand*
Y/n: "Stop pointing your fucking wand at me! Bloody hell, you're unbelievable!"
T: "You listen to me now. Me and others will train you. You will learn how to read minds, how to control them, how to become a Legilimens and how to master Occlumency. I will teach you how to use the Unforgivable Curses. You will become a killer, my girl, whether you like it or not. You can't be a Death Eater without it. A promise is a promise, Y/n."
You had to sit down because your head was spinning.
Y/n: "When you said 'others'... who exactly did you mean by that?"
T: "Bellatrix and Snape. But mainly her."
Y/n: "I- Well...this is a fucking nightmare."
T: "Pull yourself together immediately! I can't stand you when you're like this. My girl can't be scared of anything."
He left and you started overthinking everything. You knew why he was like that. Everytime he was gone because his father gave him a task he came back and was in a terrible mood. And today it got even worse because he almost killed Scabior. You knew killing and torturing always brought out the worst in Tom. He was violent, psychopathic and controlling. Sometimes he would slap you, grip you so tight you had bruises afterwards and there were days when he wouldn't care about consent at all. Most of these things were happening after he just had to kill someone. He didn't tell you. He never spoke about where he was and what he was doing but you knew. You loved him. You couldn't get out of this. In fact you realized that the first time you saw him, when he came to take you out of that basement. That moment was the beginning of the end.
You needed to calm down so you took a shower and went to bed but you couldn't fall asleep. It wasn't only because of what was awaiting you the next day but also because you couldn't stand the thought of Tom being angry with you. You were missing his touch. You needed him. It was too hard being alone in this situation and you wished he would hold you and tell you it's going to be alright. You got up and went out to the hall.
S: "Where are you going, miss?"
Y/n: "Take me to Tom"
He escorted you to the door of Tom's room and winked at you as if he was trying to say 'have fun'.
Y/n: "Asshole!"
You quietly entered Tom's room and climbed up to his bed. He was sleeping on his back looking so peacefully with one arm above his head and the other resting on his stomach. The moon was full and casting a light on his face. 'How could someone be so perfect...Is he even real?' you thought. It was weird he didn't wake up. He must have been so exhausted. You lifted up your hand above his face and started slowly tracing his features without touching him. You didn't want to wake him up. All of a sudden he opened his eyes staring right at you and gripped your hand swiftly.
T: "What do you think you're doing? And why are you in MY bed?"
Suddenly you were both naked, your warm bodies pressed against each other, your fingers intertwined with his making you stay in place.
T: "Are you here to apologize?"
Y/n: "I just- wanted to feel you..."
T: "I can't wait for tomorrow. I want you to feel how freeing it is to hurt someone. I know you're going to be amazing at it. Only few more days and it's all going to begin. He will be gone and the path is going to be clear."
Y/n: "Who will be gone-" but you couldn't speak anymore as your breath was quickening and you were letting yourself go...