Ruthless

Chapter 10

Trigger warning! (As I've already warned in the last chapter). This chapter contains self-harm and implies suicide. Suicidal thoughts are also in this. Please, skip over this chapter if you can't handle it. These are problems for people in real life and not a joke. Although I'm a very positive person, I've lost people due to it and watched people attempt it. From here on out, the chapters will be very dark. If you don't think you can't handle depressing and dark stories, I would advise you to stop reading. ♥

Also, I understand that Rain might be annoying in this chapter, especially since she's already gotten into an argument about this before many times, but remember that she's trying to save everyone else. Remember that she's being irritating so she can leave. She doesn't want to explain that she ran from Nefarious because she doesn't want to possibly be killed.

(Rain POV)

I groan as I open my eyes and stretch. Wait, this place doesn't look familiar. I panic and sit up straight as fast as I can. Looking around, I gasp when I find a man sitting right next to the bed. I let out a small scream before I could register it was Luca.

"Hey, hey, hey. You're okay," He says softly.

My hands instantly go behind me and pull my body back. I try to move away from him as much as possible. Why does he have me here? Is he going to torture me after how I disrespected him? I'm not going to fight him, though. If he gets his hands on me, he'll kill me, and that's what I've been waiting for.

His hand reached out for me and I shake my head. "Please don't do anything to me. I'm sorry." My voice comes out weak and pathetic.

"Rain, I'm not going to do anything to you, just please, come here. I'm sorry for everything that's happened between us, okay? I just want to talk to you."

"I don't want to talk. May I please leave?" I try to be as nice as possible.

"I really need to talk to you. I need you to hear me out. I don't want to keep going on like this; you constantly becoming afraid of me."

"It won't be like that. I can just leave and we can stop talking to each other. Then there won't be trouble for either of us."

"Enough!" His tone makes me flinch and turn my face away. "I'm tired of arguing with you whether you're gonna stay here or not. My place; my rules. You will stay here. End of discussion. There doesn't need to be an understanding. Just listen to me." He sounds hopeless in his last sentence. It makes me want to crawl up to him and hug him.

"I meant to leave the room," I say sheepishly. "I just wanna go clean and not interfere anymore."

"Fuck!" He yells, which makes me jump. "See? This is exactly why I need to talk to you because I let shit like this happen. I make you afraid of me, then I can't fix it. Well, we're not leaving this room until you hear me out."

"What is there to understand? Why can't I just leave?" Why am I acting like this again? I'm even annoying myself.

"Where is that attitude coming from? I don't understand why you're acting this way all of a sudden. Just like when we were in the meeting room. What are you trying to establish? Are you trying to piss me off and get yourself killed?" He's getting irritated and that's exactly what I want.

"I'm not trying to live if you couldn't tell."

His body tensed and his eyes got darker. Now they are probably pitch black. His eyes are naturally really dark, but now he looks ... scary. Like a demon ready to kill.

"I don't want to hear that shit out of your mouth, alright? If I ever hear you say a thing about killing yourself ..." He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. "Stop trying to piss me off."