His eye. *Zane X reader*

8 - Oh'kasis

Y/N pov

I sat there. Watching the sun rise. Blood stained on my face. Arm stinging. Yes i was a prisoner, held against will. But it just felt weird.  Ive never been soo captured before. I taught my self to fight with the village male and after a while no one could beat me. It just felt weird that i was over powerd by someone. Weird that that person enjoyed witnessing suffering and pain on others.

The scilence was erry as the sun rose. I was hungry but wasn't about to just ask for something. Like what person would ask there torturer for food?

I remeber his eye in the moonlight. How it was like ice cracking.

I couldn't help but shiver at the thought. I was lucky he didnt kill me there. I guess that he couldn't because of the alliance with him and my father.

Shit. My father.

I listed in my brain all the things ive done. He would have the army beet me half to death as a punishment. I honestly was already pissed, angry, tired, hungry.

I seriously dont want to see my fucking father. I thought.

Or at least i thought i thought it. But before long i relised i said it outloud again!

"Then you have been granted with luck. As Ive already descussed that you would stay with me in Oh'kasis. So you won't be seeing him until the wedding, in a months time." Zane spoke as if he held no emotion.

It was so annoying that one minute he was full of insanity. Litrualy cutting me with a nife to the next where he was showing no sign of anger. It was irritating at the least!

"Just  month?" I mumbled "i was hoping for internity...... or a year at least". I spoke quietly to myself.

Scilence drifted through the air once again before he broke it.

"When was the last time you ate?"

Oh my irene! Finally he noticed that he was starving me. Was he gonna give me food?? I hope so. Like how blind can a person be to only notice now! Well i guess him covering on eye counts but still!!

"Thanks for finally noticing, i havent eaten in like 3 or 4 days" i exagerated the sarcasim so he wouldn't miss it.

"Is that like a clítch of yours? Do you enjoy getting punished or something? Is it like a turn on? Or were you just never taught respect? Is it impossible that you can't behave for one simple moment" He spat

I just lost my chance at food, fuck me. He's sorta right though.. if i just shut my mouth from time too time i would be in much better sitruations.. i would of had food by now. But mum never raised me to keep quite.

"My mother taught me that i should be a free women and not let people boss me around!" I fired back

"Oh thats where you get it from!" He mused "newsflash your mother is dead so i exspect you start learning respect."

My E/C  eyes burned with rage. "Yeah, she fucking dead because of you!"

(A/n: im sorry i bassically combined the last three choices into one. Forgive me XD)

Then he just slapped. He just fucking slapped me? But it wasn't like a week 'girly' (as men called them) slap. It left a stinging feeling in my right eye. As thats where it landed. I imagend my eye and cheek being surrounded by a red print now. That eye built up with water. Not tears. The pain was nothing compared to my arm. But as the body worked my eye formed water as if it thought something was in it.

"Could you fucking try and behave for once" he growled

Glaring at him I turned your head. Imaging my image now.
H/L H/C hair that was probbally matted. A soon-to-be-bruse around my eye abd cheek. A cut along my cheek and lip with stained blood below them.  A long deep wound along my arm. Hands tied behind my back. The same clothes from days ago. I must look like a fucking   mess.