Humming Bird Lexa/You/Clarke story

Ropes

Y/n's pov:

The ropes cord tightly around my limbs, binding my wrists and ankles behind my back. I continue to lay wriggling on the dust littered floor of the cold room feeling the dirt sticking to my bare skin.

Luna walks in with a blinding light soon disappearing as she closes the door and gives a slow, self-satisfied smile. "Well, good morning to you, 'kitn." She crouches down in front of my face, tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear. I keep my eyes on the ground not wanting her to see my shame and anger building in my chest. I internally curse as my stomach growls loudly while she is so close to me. She releases a sickening sigh thinking that she is close to breaking me.

"I told you almost a week ago 'kitn," she stands up next to me playing with the hem of my underwear, "I'll untie you and feed you properly if you just behave." I gag with the sudden extra pressure from the cloth in my mouth, "Now, what do you have to say for yourself?" The dirty drool soaked cloth limply falls just below my crusty lips. My anger fills my lungs and tightens my throat, I keep my mouth shut and allow her to drink in my body not letting her get what she wants.

"Tsk tsk tsk," my nose twitches at her flat, taut voice; her hot breath brazing against my cheeks. "Did I not say behave?" I can feel my bottom lip begin to quiver as she starts to raise her voice.

"AH!," I regret opening my mouth in pain, the pressure returning while I feel the familiar texture of the cloth rubbing against my dried tongue. I squirm on the floor holding back tears as I feel the bruise on my stomach reawaken, her hand tightly gripping my shoulder to keep me still. "Oh 'kitn, I barely kicked you," she pushes me by the shoulder and laughs as my frame falls to have me awkwardly on my back looking with blurry eyes up at her bedraggled hair falling along her face, her content smile grimacing down at me. "You're stuck here, you know?" Her eyes drink in my body, she unconsciously bites her lip. "You'll have to eat eventually." I muffle a groan of pain from the pressure of her boot on my knee feeling her push it to the floor in a direction it is not supposed to bend. "You belong to me 'kitn," her smirk grows as she speaks the statement. Just as swiftly as she came in, she turns and leaves the room leaving her statement to stick in the humid air.

I look above me at the mold-encrusted ceiling, turning back onto my side to get into a sitting position. My stomach growls again filling the room momentarily with life. I take in a shaky breath allowing my body to slouch. I pull against the ropes once more writhing in pain while I feel the pressure along my skin give way and the warmth of my blood begin to spread on my wrists. I sit still again, the warm rivers spreading along the creases in my palms. Another breath escapes, my mind quieting while the warm river spreads slowly. My eyes prick with tears as images of Clarke and Lexa play in my mind. Their hands on my body, their teasing and wrestling bringing me to life. My body starts to shake with the pain and anger that catches in my chest, knowing I will probably never see their beautiful smiles again.

Another growl fills the room, the tears staining my cheeks in sorrow. My breath chokes in quick gasps around the pulled cloth. My eyes burn while the tears flow. Breathing becoming ragged, I finally let my tears spill freely. My throat tightens from dryness, my stomach sinks and wails with hunger.

Their smiles appear in my mind again, I scream into the cloth and pull farther on the ropes for more pain and more of a river to be released. Their laughs sing in my ears, I pull the ropes harder. Their warm bodies, their touches. I pull harder gritting my teeth to push through the pain. The river slowly pools as the small slits become irritated and grow.

Their eyes. Their eyes glow brightly before my eyes. I pull harder, tears torching down my cheeks. Their eyes dim and my mind numbs. I let my arms and jaw slack, my body slouches once more against the wall. I feel my gaze float, not really seeing what is in front of me. No movement passes through my veins. My body stuck, eyes glazed and glued. I release a single noted hum and feel my dried lips separate around the cloth for unspoken words to escape.

Moments turn to minutes. Minutes slip past. A sliver of light leaks into the cracks and holes of the wall distantly in front of me. Slowly my breathing evens out while I feel my limp body turn slightly, shying from the brightness. Could be the sun. A sunset or sunrise maybe. My stomach growls filling the empty room with a bit of life again for just a mere moment.

The creak of the heavy door is heard and her footsteps enter once more, stalking closer and closer. The breath is taken from me as I'm lifted abruptly by the gag, her eyes slicing through mine. "What.. are you doing?" My body begins to shake uncontrollably from the anger in her voice, I keep my eyes on the ground attempting to hide the sticky crusted mess left from my spilled tears. She pauses. I see her hair shift in the air as she moves her head, I continue to stare directly below me where a pool of blood splashes as drops continue to fall into it. "You are not going to die. You will bend your will to me 'kitn." She slams me against the wall, anger evident in the air of the dingy room. I groan from a sharp pain in the back of my head and feel my eyes shift to look at her as blackness shifts through my vision. I am left with the memory of her clenched jaw and blaring eyes pinning me to the wall before I slip into nothing.