TW: shock collars, kidnapped, experimented on, Cuts, blood
I wonder why I am so needy?
why couldn't I have stayed alone?
why I even called that number
why I took a chance that I regretted so much.
its because, we all need something to spice up our lives
whether we wanted it or not.
ZING
"GAHH!" I scream as another shock hit me, I felt burnt out already. Starved and underkept. I felt like a abused dog, just wanted their owner to feed them. Except I wasn't a dog, I was a slave, a slave only for pleasure and pain. I hated life enough as it was, this just made me hate it more. My white gown he made me put on was itchy, I was so itchy. The fabric was torn and dirty, covered in blood. Thats why he didn't clean it.
I itch at the collar strapped tight around my neck, the preasure making me want to puke. I felt dizzy and tired, due to all the shock Donnie put on me. I was a lab rat for him to play and mess with, and I hated myself for that. I hated how I was so easily was enchanted by him on the first date. I should have never opened myself up again, I should have just killed myself.
Tears streamed down my eyes as I tried to take off the collar, I can't remember how many times i've tried to take off the collar, but every time, it doesn't work. All I can hear is my sobs, and Donnie laughing.
"oh your so pathetic! It's adorable!" He says sweetly, after everything, I still love his voice. He knocks on the window through my chamber cell. He smiles as he watches my every movement. The cameras he set up all staring at me, the only soft spot in my room in the corner with piles of dirt. I felt like I was being watched 24/7, and I was.
"how do you feel love?" He asks emotionally, like he even had a heart.
"i'll never fucking love you" I grunt, as I continue to scratch and paw at the collar.
"oh, wrong answer, again" He says playfully as he presses the button.
ZAP
"STOP! GAH!" I curl up into a ball as I clench my stomach in pain. Sweat rolls down my face as the shock finally wears off, I shake hard. I hear the tapping from the glass again, I glare up at Donnie though the window as tears stream down my face. My eyes were so tired from crying everyday.
"now im going to ask you again, how do you feel love?" He chuckles
"stupid" I reply coldly
"better, but not what i'm looking for" He opens the door to my cell, the fresh air wipes away the heated air combined with sweat and tears. I lift my head up towards the door, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. But this small peaceful moment was soon distroyed as Donnie kneed down to me, squeezing my face with his hand. He makes me look him in the eye
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FanfictionYandere donnie X fem depressed reader !! I suppose going on a train and meeting a random stranger isn't so bad, yeah maybe he gives you a cherry scent note with his number which then leads to a date where you end up as his prisoner- not disturbing a...
