Revenge Tastes Sweeter [SALTBURN FANFICTION]

15.

Y-n pov

"Let's talk."

I squirmed in my seat as he came closer to me. My chest heavily heaved up and down as I began to panic. "Sh sh sh, it's ok, love." he slowly kneeled in front of me. His hands rubbed up and down my thighs. I felt sick to my stomach as his cold hands came in contact with my bare skin. His lingering eyes stare down at my legs as my dress rode up my thighs a bit.

"I just want to have a conversation with you."He buries himself in the side of my neck. He groans as he breathes in my scent. I don't move a muscle as he reaches to touch my face, "I'm going to take this off now." He rips the duct tape off my lips, leaving a stinging sensation on my face.

As I peer around the room, I tremble with fear as I wait for someone else to awaken.

But no one does.

Were they dead?

Oliver lets out a small chuckle as he watches my worried eyes scan the familiar room, "They're not dead if that's what you're thinking." His words bring me relief. I take a shaky deep breath in. "I'm sorry, I promise to let you go once I've explained myself."

"Oliver, why are you doing this?" The sound of my voice is barely a whisper as I finally speak.

"I'm doing this for you." My eyes well up with tears as I come to the realization that he was completely insane. He reaches for my face causing me to flinch.

"Don't cry, Y-n." His thumb gently wiped away my tears.

"I-I don't understand."

"There is not a single line in the world that I wouldn't cross for you. For us." He stares up at me with wide, pleading eyes, "I thought Felix was your friend. I-I thought we all were." he scoffs at my words. I watch as he stands back up. His gaze focused on Felix's unconscious body.

"I know what everybody thought." He kneels in front of Felix, "All they saw was a poor boy who so desperately craved a friendship with Felix Catton." I pull on the rope around my wrist as I watch Oliver grab onto Felix's face, "A boy who wanted to be loved and accepted by Oxford's very own prince and his friends." Oliver's eyes sadden as he scanned Felix's face, "But I'm afraid they were all wrong." Oliver lets go of Felix, causing his head to dangle down onto his chest.

"I didn't want to be Felix's loyal pet. No..." His piercing blue eyes fixiate on me as he towers over me, "I wanted to be Felix." A smile that was so sickening appeared on his lips, "I want everything he has—- He doesn't deserve any of it, especially not you! He's just as shallow as all of his rich friends!" His strained voice is filled with resentment. His index finger glides down my dry lips, pulling them apart, "... I did have other ideas in mind. But they quickly changed when I met you." I move my head to the side, trying to avoid his touch.

"You're not like the rest of them, Y-n." Oliver wanders aimlessly around the massive room in search of something. "They're all just a bunch of superficial liars." I hear him shout from behind me. He returns to my view with a radio in his hand,"But you, you are different. You are kind and honest, nothing like the company you surround yourself with." he places the radio in the middle of the circle as he makes his way towards me.

"This is not the truth." Oliver bends forward to face me, "You must be reffering to your little situation overthere." my heart drops as Oliver turns to look at an unconscious Mason.

"H-how do you know about that?" my voice shakes as I feel frightened by the boy in front of me.

"I know everything." Oliver heavily sighs, "And that wasn't your fault. Mason took advantage of you that night. I know you! You would never hurt anyone purposefully. The people you surround yourself with are the true monsters, not you. I'll prove it to you." Before I can question him any further he slaps the duct tape back over my mouth.