TW: Torture/ Violence
Sexual Assault
Homophobia
Anxiety/ Panic
Suicidal Thoughts/Selfharm
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Emily's POV
Darkness.
Pure, never-ending darkness that surrounds me and almost takes my breath away.
And silence.
It's so quiet that I can hear my thoughts.
I can practically hear them being echoed by the cold stone walls like an whirlpool of thoughts that never stops.
Y/N.
Y/N.
Y/N.
I have no idea how long I've been sitting in this basement.
I don't know how many days have passed since I spoke to Y/N on the phone.
Since then he's been in here three times. Three times it got bright and loud again. Three times he tried to convert me.
Three times I tried to stay strong.
The call to Y/N.
Just thinking about it makes me sick again.
The tone in her voice.
The pain.
Her declaration of love that I couldn't return.
It's eating me up inside.
As much as it hurt,
I hope so much that the call served its purpose.
I hope that Y/N is safe now.
That he believed me.
That she believed me.
She is only safe when she is not looking for me.
And at the same time, my heart hopes nothing other than that she did not believe me.
My heart hopes with all its might that she heard the lie in my voice.
That she knows exactly that I did it out of love.
She knows that I love her.
Right?
She knows that I only wanted to protect her.
Right?
I shift back and forth on the chair and try to find a more comfortable position.
The shackles on my arms cut deep into my skin as I shake the backrest.
The chair moves a little.
After my first attempt to escape, he screwed the chair to the floor.
No chance of escaping.
I sigh and let my hands loosen again while my thoughts wander back to Y/N.
He promised to leave her in peace if I atone for both of our sins.
And if I have to do this for the rest of my life, I will do it for her.
As long as he's busy with me, he has no time for Y/N.
Maybe she'll get over it. Maybe she will get over me.
Suddenly I hear the familiar creaking in the distance, then a loud bang.
I flinch involuntarily, as much as I try to be tough and unafraid, this whole situation is driving me to the edge of my nerves.
Heavy footsteps approach, then I hear metal on metal, the key turning in the lock.
The heavy iron door opening with a creaking squeak, finally bringing light back into the darkness.
The bright, warm glow of the hallway light breaks the darkness of my prison and even though nothing good has happened so far when he entered the room, my heart skips a beat as brightness suddenly surrounds me.
The loneliness in the darkness wears you down.
I blink up at the bare lightbulb dangling above me, humming softly after it suddenly lights up.
"Well, ready to continue?"
He asks in a cold voice, his gaze fixed on me as he comes toward me like a predator.
I sit up as best I can in this chair and try not to let my fear show.
But to be honest, I'm scared.
It's been a long time since a situation has been so hopeless.
"Answer me, sinner." He barks sharply as he stands right in front of me.
Suddenly he grabs my chin, presses his thumb firmly into my skin while directing my gaze at him.
"Do you understand why you're here?"
He asks, like every time he's been here.
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