CROW (ITACHI X READER)

Chapter Eight:

Y/N

AUTHOR NOTE: I don't usually put trigger warnings but this one is a little rough. Though for my dark romance readers, this is probably tame lol.

"Good news." My father entered the room with a flourish and I tried to get my breathing under control. He left after the first- what I assumed- slice of my flesh and hadn't returned until now.

Since then, his men has had fun tearing into my skin. Thing one loved using a scalpel, he must be the doctor because he was meticulously in his cuts. Thing two loved fire, I had a love/hate relationship with him because of the way he played with it.

A warmth kiss -that lasted a second or so- was somehow pleasing before an inferno took over and scorched whatever was in its path. Thing three like using his hands and would randomly land a perfectly placed fist, one made to rob me of breath.

All three of them were vicious in their own right but together? I could admit how beautiful it was to watch them, even if i'm the recipient. How bizarre.

"I figured i'd leave you with this parting truth before we return you to his bastard son."

My breathing had slowed but there was telltale sound of a wheeze at the end; the evidence of how far my body had been pushed. "He was using you as bait."

I closed my eyes, refusing to believe him. I told myself that he was using anything to hurt me more than just physically. Another punch against my face then fingers pressing into my cheeks. "Look into my eyes and try to find the lie."

I didn't want to admit it to myself but there it was staring back at me. The fucking truth. The craziest part? I wasn't mad at Itachi, if you looked at the foundation of this whole thing, my father is there.

He stole a child's parents, his best friend, brother and his childhood all in one swoop. I'd use anyone to get revenge too.

Could I blame Itachi? Yes.

Do I understand the madness that caused this revenge trip? Yes.

Could I forgive him? That I didn't know... but probably. I'm so fucked in the head.

"There," He murmured. "Now you see."

Fuck you. I hoped my eyes spoke that in volumes and he chuckled. "Still so strong," He straightened and spoke in hushed whispered to thing three. Thing's one and two looked at them confused but smiled widely at my Father's nod.

He left and thing one laughed loudly. "This will be fun."

He set up a camera and my heart dropped, I tried to stay strong but the overwhelming feeling of dread covered me. "You're going to scream for him. Beg for him, plead for him to come and save you." Thing two chuckled.

"Aaaaaand, action." Thing one whispered with a smile and practically skipped towards me. His slice was quick and efficient on the shoulder facing the camera.

It felt like a thousand pricks on my skin but I refused to make a sound. Their smiles widened. "So much fun. You will scream."

I held out for as long as I could. I swear, I tried to be strong but I didn't account how imaginative they would become.