Uta x Reader : Forgive Me

10. Blood of Perfidy

**Anime spoilers: If you havent seen it yet**
**Gore Warning, well if you can't handle some bloody stuff and broken bones**

Imagine after a long day of work, school, exercise, or even a day of doing nothing- going to bathe. Even if you don't normally or bathe at all, bare with me here- Filling up the tub, body sinking in and being enveloped in warm water. Sometimes feeling too good to ever want to come out.  Dipping your head in to wet your hair and face, rubbing the water away from your eyes. Suddenly, the drain opens and slowly down your body the warm water leaves. Soon enough you're left in the tub naked, vulnerable, freezing. There's nothing to cover you up or to put on, you're simply alone in the tub in an empty room. The lights go out, but it feels like an AC is running at its max from every direction. You use your arms and legs to try to prevent the cold, but the cold seems to last for hours. Then, the warmth of the water comes back, slowly but eventually filling the tub- overflowing. The lights turn back on, no longer are you in a tub of water, but of your own blood.

"What's the point of this?" Dried and fresh blood clung to my clothes as parts of my body got wounded over and over, hardly healing before they got butchered for the umpteenth time. I lost track of time, and slowly but surely losing my mind. All I see everyday, every hour is Jason with his sick grins and laughs as I wail in agony. The more pain he inflicts physically, the more I feel it in mentally- in my soul. The wailing of pain became the wailing of what came to me years ago.

I'll never remember what happened in my distant past- all I'll ever remember is the blinding lights of the hospital room I awoke in. I remember the surprise of the nurse as I asked who am I, looking at me with such pity. Everytime I asked questions I was always given a deep look of pity, sad and sorrowful looks as I stood confused. I didn't remember anything, to this day I dont. No matter what anyone told me I could only remember waking up, never the life before. I grew tired of the pitiful looks, and decided to make a new life. Because apparently,
There was no one left in the past I couldn't remember.

Even though Jason most likely doesn't know who I am or who I even was, a part of me gets a wretched feeling as he looks at me. The look isn't close to pitiful, no he obviously enjoys the pain he gets out of me. When I first came to wherever I am, I didn't say a single thing and barely made any noises. I was already weak from the pain emitting from my lower abdominal area, my body was heavy and I just wanted to sleep- probably forever. I accepted my fate, eyes starring at him heavily as I subtracted from 7 continuously. I'm not invincible, Im just like any other human being- okay well, half. I felt the brutal pain inflicted on me, but all he would get out of me is grunts but never screams. He took notice eventually and uped the misery inflicted on my body, putting who knows what in my ears and drilling who knows what in my belly button. Now being blindfolded, I can't tell what he does beforehand. I do scream in pain, but I haven't cried or sobbed for release. I can barely hear anything, footsteps and noises sound muffled yet I swear I faintly hear other screams. My body can't seize to tremble uncontrollably, tears silently cascading down, harbored breathing, jumping in and out of unconsciousness.

A soft, gentle hand rests on my cheek as the world suddenly grows quiet. The touch almost seemed too good to be true.

"Uta?"

"It's been a while, ______."

Tiredly looking up, I saw no trace of black clothing or hair.

"How amusing, you're beaten up."

The sound of my fingers being snapped off regained my full attention as I screamed, most likely from being caught off guard.