Bruises and Bitemarks

Chapter 2 - Im not a begger type

 "Hanna" I spoke up as I softened my usually quite sassy tone. The nurse wasn't talking to me, even though she used to. 

"Hanna, I want Mr. Waffel back.. I want him as my supervisor again." Hanna refused to answer me or to make eyecontact with me. I was annoyed, and I wanted to get what I asked for. Im not going to have another session with that bastard.  Since he was here, nobody talks to me, and Mr.Waffel doesn't come anymore... all the people I was able to decieve, now left me with that cocky asshole. 

"Have a nice meal." I didn't get anything else from her... how dare she ignoring all my questions?

"I don't bite, honey... don't run." i made a confident smile, but she wouldn't look back at me. She reminded me of my mum, and my stomach got sprained from the anger and disgust, so I just looked away. I needed pain, right now... I wanted to cut myself, but I was chained, and I had nothing to cause me pain around me. I closed my eyes, trying to defeat the calling of my addiction... there is only one way to make feelings dissappear, and to clear your head...Pain. 

"Good morning" I heard the deep voice, as i opened my eyes just enough to see that handsome bastard, in a black suit. 

"Fuck you." I answered with a bittersweet smile.

"Yeah, I know you want to, but the sessions not about that yet." - he answered with an amused smirk, as he sat down in front of me. I rolled my eyes... "yet"? Really? Ch...

"No one is talking to me... why?" I asked directly, and harshly. I didn't act playfully anymore as I did before... he was my enemy, and if I could, I would have murdered him right here... he just pisses me off!

"I asked them not to. I got a free hand in your case. That kind of freehand, that if I would walk up there, and rape you, they still wouldn't say a word." I raised my eyebrows... have they gone mad? This man is sick as fuck, why did they give him all the rights above me?

"Like I care... if you really can't help your desires, go on and rape me, at least you will be able to concentrate more afterward." - I smiled fearlessly into his mysterious dark, but in color  ~ grey ~ eyes. He smiled at me, calmly, like he would want to show, that im not really effecting him with my words.

"You seem upset. What happened?" he asked, studying me with his eyes. It made me feel naked, even though I wasn't shy.

"I woke up in a cell, with chained arms, legs, and a collar." I retorted with a sarcastic smile.

"You usually hide your feelings with aggression, but this time I found you having a hard time dealing with it. What did upset you?" he always knew when I lied, so I either answer him or just say nothing. 

"The nurse ignored me." I mumble. He didn't smile, he seemed to be curious for me to continue, but I wasn't going to. 

"The doctors should have as well, as I told them to." he wasn't confused, but he wanted me to say something, I wouldn't let him know otherwise. Of course, the doc's did aswell, but Hanna was female, and she looked so alike my mom sometimes. I couldn't care less, that those boring fucks didn't talk to me.

"Hanna is sweet. I like sweet people...they are delusional, naive, and useless, but it's fun to play with 'em." I didn't know, why did I agree to play along for the session, but I didn't have anything else to calm me. He smiled, but I didn't get what was behind it.

"Did she remind you of someone? Someone sweet?" I looked away, showing him that I'm not even aiming to answer him. He suddenly pulled out a cigarette of his pocket and lighted it. The smoke and the nicotine did hit my lungs like a truck, which made me really want to smoke as well.