My eyes snapped open to the sound of crunching glass. I searched the darkness in front of me when I heard more crunching then a loud crash. I felt my pulse quicken as my body lurched forward out of instinct. My body didn’t move an inch as I realized I was bound by rope once again.
I let my head hang down as my body racked in sobs. The tears slid down my cheeks heavily and I felt myself crumple internally. I should’ve run into that god damn pharmacy when I had the chance.
“Well don’t cry now. It’s just getting good.” I didn’t even look up as he approached me. I dare this son of a bitch to do anything to me. I will come out fighting. I felt the new hope surge through me as I looked up seeing his brown eyes smirking at me. I felt my face glare at him as I tried to lunge at him, pulling the binds that held me.
“You son of a bitch!” He laughed, the terrible sound shaking his body. I saw the glint of the knife out of the corner of my mind but it only angered me more. “Is this all you’re ever going to do?! Hide me in your basement while you live out your sick fantasies?!” He cut his eyes at me as he took a stride forward, pressing the cold metal of the knife into my neck. His cold voice cut into me more painfully than the knife ever could. “I tried to tell you I wanted a normal relationship. You just screwed it up for yourself.”
“Normal?!” I leaned my head toward him, pressing the knife further into my neck. “Since when is tying up a girl in your basement normal?!” He laughed, his head falling back as he grasped my leg, the same leg that he sliced my first night in this hell hole. He ripped the fabric of my jeans, revealing the healing wound. “Is this not reminder enough of what I’m capable of? I will tear you to shreds if I have to. I will not hesitate just because you think you’re all high and mighty.”
He leaned forward bringing our faces disgustingly close and said in a low husky voice, “Now, why don’t we cooperate or this might get worse than it already is.” I clenched my teeth together as his face became increasingly close. Soon I was able to smell his awful breath and when our lips made contact, I could’ve lost all my food right there if I even had food inside me. I clenched my eyes shut as he moved his lips across mine.
I could not stand this anymore. It was too disgusting! I bit his lip as hard as I could. He flew back hissing, now angered more than ever. I didn’t care if he had intentions to kill, I did not want his mouth on mine, ever. He smirked at me as he took a step forward, then in an instant, the knife slashed across my leg. I bit back a scream as he slashed my other leg as well, opening up the old wound. I squirmed against my binds, the feeling ripping through me like a hot white pain. “YOU SON OF A BITCH!” I let the scream escape my mouth, making my throat raw instantly.
He pointed the tip of the knife into my stomach. “Say another word and I swear I will not show any mercy.” Oh like hell! He wasn’t showing any mercy anyway! I forced myself to be quiet because the last thing I needed right now was another huge gash pouring out blood. He disappeared back into the darkness while I hissed in pain and glanced down at my legs which were now covered in a deep scarlet color.
He appeared a minute later with a first aid kit in his hand. I wanted to say some snarky comment about how he’ll be the first murderer to rip his victim apart and personally sew her back together so she’ll be okay but I held back. He took out the disinfectant spray and doused each gash in it, causing me to writhe in pain against the ropes. He then continued to wrap my wounds up. He glanced up at me while wrapping and said, “I told you what would happen if you tried my patience again. Maybe you should listen next time.”
When he was finished, he chucked the first aid kit into the darkness and I listened as it crashed on the floor. He stood up from his previous squatting position and took a step towards me, back where he was before this happened. He put his hands on my hips and slid them down my legs.
I had never felt more disgusting than I did in that instant and I already felt pretty disgusted. I closed my eyes and tried not to focus on my pulse and breaths quickening as he hands reached my ankles. I met his gaze and he was watching me with a hard stare. He rubbed my ankles and promptly gave both of them a squeeze. That’s when I reached my breaking point.
I felt the pain rip through my body, fresh and new and soon screams were pouring out of my mouth as my ankle throbbed. He looked at me with panic as he let my ankle fall to its hanging position. I saw him run into the darkness as I wailed in agony. I thought no pain could outnumber the pain of the gashes but I was so wrong.
White light filled the room as he rushed back over to me. I saw I was once again in the basement where glass littered the floor everywhere. I clenched my eyes closed as the pain continued to rip through me. As I felt his cold hand touch my ankle, my eyes snapped open as desperate pleas flew out of my mouth. “No please don’t. Don’t touch it please! I’m begging you!” He applied pressure to it, checking to see what was wrong with it and I had never felt so much agony. The pain intensified once again and I screamed out again.
I heard him mutter, “Holy shit.” He let my ankle drop once again and went to work untying my binds as I continued to weep, completely helpless.
Hey guys! I know it's short but bear with me! This isn't exactly an easy story to write and I am trying my hardest. And i know it has been a while since I updated but on top of trying to come up with ideas, I've been trying to focus on school so bear with me! And enjoy!
-Melissaxxooxx Lots of Love, Always
P.S. Liam is on the side bar, this is right when Valerie starts to scream in pain, confusing him
