A Web of Spider Bites

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Fat

Ugly

Attention seeker

It's your entire fault

Bell

Freak

Bell

Bell

Bell

Bell

"Bell, wake up." Ben shakes a slightly scared and confused young girl who is lying stuck to the wall. "You're shouting insults to someone."

"Where did you go?" Bell asks getting straight to the point

"I went to get a shower because I knew I stunk of alcohol and you said it made you cry" Ben says as he sits next to Bell who curls herself into a ball.

"You did that for me?"

"I did and I ask for one thing in return." Ben says to which Bell raises an eyebrow "An answer. Why does it make you cry?"

Bell instantly stiffened up and her eyes shot open wide like she'd just seen someone jump out onto her. She didn't want to tell him everything, not yet anyway. She has never told anyone anything before. She's still struggling to come to terms with it all herself. There is something about Ben that makes her want to open up even though she knows she can't.

"You made me cry harder when you left, Ben." Bell admits slowly, a bit unsure in where to take this. "I thought you'd start hating me because you're starting to see all these things about me."

"Don't be stupid, I'm not judgemental."

"I'm still not going to say anything to you." Bell states stubbornly.

Hurt her; it's the only way she'll learn to answer your questions. Kindness isn't getting you anywhere.

Ben's mind starts to tell him. He's starting to move close to the idea of hurting the poor innocent little Bell.

"Stand up!" He orders through gritted teeth "Now!" He shouts.

Instantly Bell is scared so stands to attention. Ben searches into the debts of his pocket and picks out a little dirty key to unlock the cuffs that suffocate Bells wrists.

Violently grabbing scared Bells sore wrist, he pulls her over to the mattress with the sharp springs and shorter chains. He chains her up to the wall and walks over to the torture table and picks up another knife with a black handle and a dim silver blade.

Ben strides over to terrified Bell and holds the knife in front of her pale cold face. Bells tired eyes suddenly become awake. They turn from a dim green to a terrified light brown. Her whole body stiffens up. Her spine straightens against the cold hard wall. She wraps her hands around the chains gripping them till it hurts. She holds her tiny belly in further.

Bens face turns slightly; he goes from straight to a slight smug, evil smile as the voices take over your head.

Slice her leg!

Now!

Do it!

Think how you'll feel afterword's: Powerful, mighty.

Without another thought he runs the blade through Bells pale skin. The blade dances across her thigh, sprinting through her skin. A deep red substance comes out of her leg and trickles down onto the mattress adding to its list of secrets.

He doesn't go too deep, well, not compared to what Bell is used too. She used to cut deeper than this so this is nothing new to her. She knows she needs find a way to stop him before he gets carried away.

This is not what it is; only baby scars.

I need your love, like a boy needs his mother's side.

Bell sings over and over again hoping it will calm him down and snap him back into reality.

Suddenly Ben stops. His eyes shoot open wide like he has just clicked on what he was doing. He drops the blade to the floor just as simple as stepping off a curb to cross the road. He looks over to the terrified, troubled young girl chained to his wall.

Too shocked to say a word, Bell just stares at the tattooed man kneeling in front of her. She's shaking like she has been left in the North Pole in shorts and T-shirts.

"I'm sorry."

Ben unlocks the metal holders and wraps his arms around her tiny little body bridle style and runs up the screaming stairs into the bathroom. He places Bell down on the marble sink and pulls out the green first aid kit. Tears are running down Bells face as she starts to calm down and look at her surroundings.

The bathroom is a typical white colour with tiled a floor and walls. There is a small stand in shower with a couple of lynx shower gel bottles and a bar of soap. Next to the shower is a bath tub that looks like it can fit two people in comfortably. This room looks like one you'd find in a 5* hotel or something that cost that much money.

Whist wiping the blood away and wrapping the cuts up, Ben clicked on to Bell not crying out load in pain. She just let a few tears go until he brought her up to the bathroom. Why did it not hurt her?

Once Ben has sorted all the cuts out, Ben grabbed Bell bridle style and carried her through to his bedroom. This room contradicted the rest of house; the house was very fine and modern with white walls and cream carpets/lino. Whereas Bens' bedroom was covered in band posters on one wall, you can't see what colour that wall actually is because the posters have taken the job off the wallpaper. You can only presume the wall is a dark grey like the rest of his room is. The carpet is a typical wood lino and the furniture matches apart from the bed. The bed has a black headboard and edges and black bedding. This room, unlike the rest of the house, goes with Ben's image.

Carefully Ben places Bell on the black bedding, she lies there emotionless-still in shock from what has happened-Ben climbs into bed next to her. They lie there for about 10 minutes in a deathly silence until Ben over powers it by speaking.

"I'm so sorry; I don't know what came over me." Ben admits even though he knows sorry won't fix it. "One thing though, why didn't you scream when I started to... you know?"

"It didn't hurt. You've seen my scars, I've cut deeper than that before." Bell said coldly. Instantly she regrets it; now, if he had another "moment", he might cut deeper because she's already done that. 

Sorry I haven't updated, I got a new laptop and I have chapters already saved on this story which I can't open.... I will keep trying! I moved out into college too and I've had no wifi!

Thank you so much for reading and for the young girl who has given me votes! Love you!