Sinbound

Chapter 20

**PSA:Cruel Abuse in this chapter**

Bexley

I couldn't shake the feeling that something bad was going to happen as I paced my room, I wasn't able to leave because Declan said I couldn't and just recently he had begun raping and hitting me. He had even gone as far as to torture me before raping me but that was when he was high and drunk and he would become manic. He had gotten worse with the things he did over time, like one time he had tied me to the bed and let a rat run around my naked body and he baited it until it bit me. He got off on the torture of me like the time he tied me to a chair clothed and lit a fire in the fire pit and used a metal poker, getting it red hot and burning me in random spots mostly the clothed spots because it would burn the cloth into my skin and then he raped me as he talked about the torture. The first time he did tortured me he used a knife and had his body guards hold me in place so he could slice me open and drill me with questions about Derek's safe houses. I never broke even though it got worse, he refered to it as Ling Chi as known as death by a thousand cuts granted I didn't die but I felt like I would and at some times wished I would. I had made him rather angry tonight at dinner asking questions, I was merely trying to start conversation and make him get to know me in hopes he would stop torturing me but I think I made it worse. I heard a knock on my door before it quickly opened, I was at the window watching the stars outside when I heard his footsteps enter.
"What was with the question game at dinner Bexley?" His voice low and threatening behind me. I shivered but tried to relax and remain calm.
"I was just trying to get to know you and have you get to know me." I said but I heard the shake in my voice. Suddenly I felt his breath on my neck as he was behind me.

"Do I scare you?" He asked lowly. I shook my head to say no but he grabbed my waist making me turn around to face him.
"I just don't like to make you mad." I whispered as I looked to the ground.
"Good but sadly do you know what you did today?" He asked and I nodded.
"I made you mad. I'm so sorry Declan. It was never my intention." I started to say and planned on continuously apologizing.
"Shut the fuck up Bexley." He said as he pulled out a chair, pointing to it to tell me to sit. I did as he said but he made a 'tsk tsk' noise so I looked up and he made a motion for me to turn around, I did as I was told. He went to a drawer that stayed locked in the room, I knew it contained the items he tortured me with and more. He grabbed a pair of handcuffes and rope out of it before kneeling infront of me. He placed the handcuffs tightly on my wrists and used the rope to tie my legs to the chair but then he wrapped the rope around the handcuffs and tieing it all together, ensuring I can't move. Suddenly fear began to creep as I felt Declan cut the back of my shirt and rip it off, he let out a loud sigh before I heard a crack in the quiet space like a belt or whip snap and I froze.
"Please let this be a warning next time you want to piss me off Bexley." He said coldly before I felt the first whip across my back. I felt the skin wrip open as I let out a ear curdling scream and began to cry out.
"If you cry you get another. Be a good wife and shut your mouth and it'll end quickly." He spat with a menacing laugh. I saw part of the ripped shirt laying on the chair by my face and I used my mouth to grab it doing what I could to use it to quiet my cries and help me not scream. I had just gotten it in my mouth and bit down as the next blow came, I didn't scream this time but I felt the tears roll down my face.
"Good you're learning." He whispered in my ear before cracking the hip across my back again. He continued for an hour until I passed out, when I woke up he was not done. He uncuffed me and untied my legs but I couldn't move much on my own so he laid me on my stomach on the bed and wasted no time getting to his own pleasure. I cried out loudly begging him to stop and begging for help, that was the worse night of my life.

I felt someone shaking me when I jumped awake. I saw a stranger and I jumped off the couch.
"Bexley you're okay. I'm not going to hurt you. I promise. You were scream and thrashing in your sleep. Are you okay?" He asked turning on the light. When my eyes adjusted I noticed it was the stranger who had broke in last night, I had forgotten to drink tea and take the sleeping meds the therapist prescribed before bed. The tea and meds usually helped the night terrors but I had been so distracted that I completely spaced it and I had fallen asleep on my couch. When I looked up he was staring at me with such concern it appeared my own pain was hurting him.
"I'm fine. Night terrors. I forgot to drink my tea and take my sleeping meds, they usually help." I said as I ran my hand down my arm.
"You scared the shit out of me." He whispered. I watched him as he ran his hand over his face and sighed.
"What's your name?" I asked curiously. He stopped and just stared at me confused for a moment.
"My friends call me Kai. What were you dreaming about?" He asked. I don't even know how to explain it to a friend let alone a stranger, I couldn't even talk about it to my therapist. So in an attempt to avoid the question I walked to the kitchen to make my tea.
"Tea?" I asked, he nodded and followed behind me. I could feel his eyes on me as I boiled the water, got cups and tea bags. Something about his stare felt familiar, I just couldn't figure out why.
"Bexley I know you don't know me but if you need to talk about it. I actually am an amazing listener." Kai said quietly behind me. His voice sounded so sincere as if we had been friends for so long that it hurt him to see something had hurt me.
"I have dreams about things I have endured. Everybody thinks Declans a terrible monster but he's worse than your wildest dreams could fear. He scares the devil with the things he is willing to do to those closest to him as he tells them he loves them." I whispered just barely loud enough for him to hear.
"Why didn't you run when I showed up then? Why be okay with going back?" He asked curiously.
"I have to go back at some point. I can never fully be free. He has two choices. Divorce or..." I started. "death.." I whispered the last part. The tea pot started to whistle so I grabbed it and poured the water over the tea bags and handed him his tea.