Caution: short chapter
Ink cried out as Nightmare brought the whip down on his back again. His hands were tied up in shackles to the wall, putting him in a painful position.
Nightmare brought the whip down again, sending Ink into another round of sobs and pleas. The pain was indescribable, like fire cutting him open. Isn't that funny? The things we need to describe the most we cant put into words. Pain, love, needs. Ink thought this as he wished he showed Dream his love more. But he never had the words.
The whip is sent down again, causing Inks mouth to rip open in a scream. Nightmare decided that was enough and threw the whip on the ground.
He came closer to Ink and shoved his fingers into Inks open wounds, causing another wave of screams.
"Think about this the next time you even think about running," he snarls and rips along my wound, making it deeper.
He leaves Ink there, bleeding and crying, trapped to a wall. He would have someone else unchain him later.
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FanfictionInks been living with Dream and Blue for years. Recovering from the trauma he endured. But the bad sanses have other plans
