The Bride

Chapter 15//: I'm sorry

♕✿~♕✿~Chapter 15//: I'm sorry♕✿~♕✿~

Madison's POV

I shudder, my whole body trembling and my vision tunneling at the corners, as Nathan whips my hands once more.

I don't know how many minutes have passed. But to me, it feels as if I have been whipped for eternity. At first, I had screamed into my gag, the pain foreign and uncomfortable. But after the continuous whips, I have lost the energy to even scream, my throat aching at all the screaming I had done before.

I can't recognize my hands anymore. All I see is blood and broken flesh. I feel nauseous, the bile stuck in my throat. I try to focus on anything but my hands. I focus on the man's weight, still on top of me. I focus on the bloodied whip Nathan is holding. I focus on his eyes, a startling blue that holds no remorse and only shows the raging thirst for revenge he has. The fire in his eyes seem to burn infinitely. Like there is no way to extinguish it except through death.

Nathan gestures to the woman behind the camera to stop recording. A muffled sob escapes me in relief. I can finally get away from this torture. I can return to my cell, even though it's not exactly a prime location to recover. But all I wanted to do was to get away from this room and the pain.

"Send that to the palace immediately," Nathan orders the woman, who nods and takes the camera away with her. He nods his head towards me. "Take her back to her cell." Nathan looks around at the remaining Rogue Dawn members. "The rest of you, get out. Except for you, Lucas."

The weight on top of me is gone, and a pair of hands grab my arms to lead me out. But the person ends up dragging me out of the room when I collapse from the sickness and faintness I feel. I try to will my legs to move, but I don't have the strength. As the person pulls me out the door, I catch the horrified and terrified look on Lucas' face before the door closes and I'm back outside in the chilly air.

Halfway down the stairs leading to the prison below ground, I finally find some strength to force myself to walk. I grit my teeth in pain when the palm of my hands slightly brush against the pants I'm wearing.

Just a little bit further until you can rest. Come on. You can do it, I think to myself, putting all of my effort into moving my legs closer to my cell.

We reach the cell, and the one holding me opens the door of my cell with a wave of his hand. Another magnetron? Just how many are there in the Rogue Dawn? I think as I walk into my cell, the cell closing up again once I'm inside. The man turns away and walks back to the stairs and outside.

I take deep breaths to calm my racing heart, my hands still stinging in pain. I start to make my way to the bed before I notice Damon sitting by the bars separating our cells. He looks at me intently. "What happened? Are you okay?" He asks me.

Too tired to speak, I just show him the palms of my hands. He sucks in a breath at the sight of them, his eyes going back up to my face. "Madi-" he starts, but I'm too tired to listen. I needed sleep. I needed an escape from the pain.

I shuffle over to the bed, more or less collapsing on it. I close my eyes, my breaths stuttering as I lay my hands palm up on the surface of my bed, trying to avoid brushing my hands on anything.

I focus on slowing my breathing to find sleep. All I wanted was to not feel the pain in my hands. And all I could do to get that was sleep.