heal my scars (bakudeku)(Tododeku)

Chapter 5: Indoctrination

Deku POV:is

2 more months went by, everyday since then has been more brutal than the next. Every since that day I told him he wasn't my alpha, he would come home and I had better be bent over the couch, chair, table or any other appliance he stated that he wanted earlier in the morning.

I remember disobeying him once and he was livid. He dragged me down to the basement and chained me to the wall and delivered a type off punishment that I thought wouldn't bother me that much, since it involved leaving me in a dark room that was completely sound proof and let in no light. He said I was only in there for 2 hours but to me it felt as though I was in there for months, it was like time did me the greatest disservice.

I heard nothing more than my own heart beat and every beat sounded like a blaring drum ringing in my ears. if it wasn't my heart beat then it was my breathing, each one had their own share of torture. it got so bad that I didn't even know when I blinked or not from how dark it was in there.

after that I made sure to do everything to his liking, although I gained no better treatment I gained less and less punishments, so I guess it worked out.

today was yet another day of making sure everything was to his liking and that nothing stood out of place. all until that damned plate, that's all it took, one plate and my sanity shattered alongside it. I felt like I was back in that room when I heard the thundering shatter of the plate colliding with the ground, each shard of glass represented my thoughts, shooting in every direction. I did my best to get rid of the shards but my breathing became erratic and I couldn't keep my hands from shaking. That's when he door opened to reveal the master of both this house and my fear, his eyes darted from me to the plate and my panicked state.

he made his way over to me and I dipped my head down expecting a beating or to be dragged to the dark room, but that never came. For the first time in 2 months he didn't yell and me for doing something wrong, he knelt down and took my chin with his hand in a soft grip. he looked me in the eyes and my began breathing deeply, calling for me to copy his breathing.

in

out

and we repeated that until I finally calmed down, after which he took the dust pan away from me and began sweeping up the glass for me before disposing of the broken shards. " there its over now, calm down and go sit on the couch, no spankings today. dinner will be ready in 30 minutes"

what on earth has gotten into him. Is he actually not mad, or is this a trap, it must be, this is just another one of his mind games designed to mess with me I know it is. I tentatively made my way too the couch and sat on the floor next to his spot where he would occasionally pet my head back before the incident, now it was the place where he'd make me service his needs. once I sat down I mentally prepared myself for the punishment I was bound to receive.

30 minutes later we were eating with the TV on and this time it wasn't the news channel and instead we were watching this reality show with women yelling at each other almost constantly, I found it interesting how many times they just made up like 2 minutes after each fight.

after dinner the plates and bowls were placed in the dishwasher and I was ordered to go to the bathroom and wait for him. I stripped out of my clothes when I got to the bathroom and waited for him, once he arrived he began inspecting my arms and hands, he found a few cuts from the glass. " uhh look at this little omega, does it hurt?" he asked

through my shock I could only nod and he gave me a brief smile... a smile, not a sinister smirk, or a devilish grin, he gave me a genuine smile.

" lets get you cleaned up then" he got some plasters as well as disinfectant for m y wounds and wrapped them up after bathing me, and this time he didn't join me