fear and hope

-chapter four-

Seraph's POV

I laughed silently.

Blood ran down jamie's back in tiny rivulets.

Her toned skin split and erupted crimson.

The cloth covering her skin turned to ribbons and her posture became weaker.

Everytime her skin was lashed or burned a smile would creep onto my face but when my thoughts wonder back to what she did my efforts begin to feel weak and i nearly kill her.

When i think of my mothers bones breaking i drive the knife in a little to deep.

When i think of the light leaving my mother's eyes i inject to much poison into jamie.

When i think of my fathers devestated howl i hold silver chains against her neck until she throws up blood or stops breathing.

She doesnt die though.... Which is strange.

But it makes it all the more fun.

Her screams made me happy but i was getting bored. I paused my current task and wandered over to the wall in front of her. When she saw me put the silver knife back she sagged against the chains, sobbing as quitely as she could. I walk up to her and grab her waist to prevent her from moving, i look at her distraught expression and smiled

again.

Jamies POV

I look away and he growls, making me flinch and shake.

I've never felt so much pain in my life.... And I've never felt so embarassed.

Anger lit within me but quickly turned into fear when he leaned closer, i turned my face away and he laughed before releasing me and walking back to the stone wall that was about four meters away, this floor of the pack house consisted entirely of cages, that held every form of criminal. Torture tools, which have been used on all of us at one point and... Suspended chains? I hadnt noticed them when i was first dragged down here but i found out, later on, that not everyone got to wear them.

"I guess we're special" kaitlyn said bitterly and i laughed despite the pain i was in. My mirth earned me weird looks from the people around me and i cleared my throat akwardly, Standing on the balls of my feet in the hopes of making the silver inlaid cuffs loosen.

I struggled for a second, taking shallow breaths whilst swaying dangerously.

I rotated my hands, clenching and relaxing my fingers but i was losing hope. I took a deep breathe, apparently my bruised ribs didnt appreciate the oxygen because soon i doubled over in pain.

The action was forbidden by the chains but i began to shift again and the cuffs moved, blood sprang to the surface of the skin where the silver cuffs were previously but it only agitated the ruined skin and made ice rush through my veins. The pain made me want to scream but seraph was still staring at me so i clenched my jaw and looked down as a fresh wave of tears welled up in my eyes.

He walked over in a casual manner and gripped my chin in his left hand before he lifted my face. His eyes were glazed over, mouth set in a smirk and his clothes were wrinkled slightly. He smelt of satisfaction and prowess, a scent that terrified me right now.

"You're so stressed." he teased "How about i go get a drink for you... Water?"

"N-no" i say. Trying to escape his grip, his fingers tighten on my face and i feel his warform claws begin to peirce my skin.

"What would you like then?" he purred and i swallowed.

"Vodka on ice?"

My randomly generated request made him laugh but he let go of me anyway and made his way out of the room.

"Ill see you soon jamie. Brace yourself"

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Done, not the best but its all i can do right now. *sighs* School goes back tommorow so its an early night for me.

Bye haha