Darkness Helps Me Hide It

Chapter 2: Pet?

*Y/N*

I woke up with a splitting headache. I opened my eyes as much as I could, waiting for my vision to adjust itself. I was in a dark room with dep red colored wallpaper, some dark wood furniture and i was in a king sized bed with sone fluffy black covers. I wasn't at home I knew that much. How did I get here? That's when suddenly everything flashed in my mind. The guy. The guy kidnapped me!? Why would he do that!? Is he gonna use me to get ransom money!?

My thoughts was interrupeted by the white door that opened to reveal the man who probably and most definitely caused me to be in this situation.

"Oh hey, you're awake." He said chuckling a bit

"Why am I here!?" I said trying to keep my voice as low as possible. Failing though.

"Nice try 'bro' but that act is over now." He said while looking down at my chest. Shit I was just in my shirt, which revealed my lady parts.

"Okay...but answer me. Why am I he-" I was stopped by his hand covering my mouth How the hell did he come by me so quickly?

"First off, shut up. Second, you're here because you're going to be my pet now. Got it?" Pet? He said in a slightly annoyed tone. "I'll answer your question but if you start to get annoying I won't hesitate to hurt you. And we don't want that right?"

I nodded my head slightly, thinking of something to say that wouldn't sound stupid.

"Who are you?" I finally said

"My name is Dakiplier, but you can call me dark." He said in a somewhat monotone voice.

"Okay Dark...is there anyway I'll be going home anytime soon...?" I asked but knowing the answer already

"Nope." He responded coldly. I looked down slightly

There was a long silence between us. I could feel him still staring at me as I looked down and away from him

"Okay, my turn. What's up with your clothes?" He suddenly said breaking the silence

"What do you mean?" I said confused

"You don't have any girly clothes, the only girly stuff I found were your bras and ever then they're not even that girly either." He exaplined plainly

I felt my face heat up. "Y-you went through my clothes?" I felt a little violated actually. I don't like people going through my stuff. Its a personal space issue I have.

"Well yeah, I brought most of your stuff here. I'm not gonna go out a buy you new clothes to live here." He said not caring about the fact he raided my wardrobe.

"I don't like girly stuff I'm a-" I stopped myself. He'll laugh at me. 'Shut it he'll laugh.' I thought to myself.

"You're what?" He said curiously.

"N-nothing. Its nothing." I said dropping the subject. He suddenly pulled out a knife and stuck it right under my chin. The point ever so slightly poking harder than it should. I think I was bleeding

"Alright listen here, I'm not patient. I will not play these guessing games with you. You tell me everything got that? You were going to say something. Now say it." His facial expression didn't chance from a relaxed demeanor but his voice sounded like he would easily kill me without a second thought.

"T-transgender! I'm transgender!" I spat out in in fear.

"What?" His face showed confusion.

I started shaking. I don't want to be in this situation again. Having to constantly tell people around me what I am and not have them take me seriously. But I sucked it up and found the courage to say explain it.

"Transgender. I-it means even though I was um born a g-girl I...I feel more like a boy." I said whispering the last word.

There was a moment of silence before he brust out laughing, the knife was no longer pointed at me. He seemed to be laughing so hard he held his sides. My face went red with embarrassment and my eyes started to water. I'm sensitive about that subject so having a complete stranger laugh at me again was torture.

I brought my knees up to my chest and let thebtears go down my cheeks. I looked away from this laughing maniac. He slowly stopped laughing at I could feel him looking at me again.

"What's with you?" He asked rudely

"Fuck off." I plainly stated. This made him obviously mad.

He grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and pulled me so close our noses nearly touched.

"I'm sorry I must be hard of hearing. What did you say?" He snarled at me

I felt fear go through me but I wasn't about to let this asshole get the upper hand.

"Fuck. You." I restated, spitting out as much venom as I could.

With his grip still at the collar of my shirt he slammed me again the nearest wall. My head hit it pretty heard.

"Listen here you little shit, I am not gonna take sass from you. You are gonna learn to respect me or I will severely hurt you and scar you for life. I am not someone to mess with got it?" He said through his teeth, seething with anger.

I quickly nodded as he let me fall to the floor. I held my head where it hit the wall.

"Now come with me, if you're going to live here you're going to learn where everything is." He ordered sternly.

I stumbled to my feet questioning if I should do as I was told. I never thought this would happen to me. I did as I was told, fearing what would happen if I disobeyed. He started walking out the door and I followed closely. The question that was really on my mind was...is this somehow better or worse from living alone?

(A/N: alright I'm gonna stop here for now and start up again either tomorrow or the next day. Two chapters in a day? Who!)