Danti~ tainted

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This was odd, i have been awake for what has felt like many horrid hours and yet he hasn't came down to mock me or do anything like normal. The darkness starting to seep into my head and it was getting to the point where I needed to see someone even if it was him, just so I knew I wasn't completely alone. Yes I'm used to being alone but not in a darkness that feels like it's touching you, make you feel completely exposed even when no one is there. My stomach was in so much pain from hunger cramps, I'd do anything right now for just even a sandwich and some water. Is anyone looking for me? They have to be right? My clients and other people must have noticed my absence by now. What about my parents? I was supposed to meet them soon so they must of noticed that I've disappeared. Dam if only he didn't give me anything to subdue my abilities, my strength, then I would of been out of here long ago and killed this bitch.

Heavy footsteps soon made themselves heard and pulled away my thought as the smallest bit of dread built up in the pit of my stomach. That's when i could sense him for the first time. Normally a persons presence moves perfectly with the physical body and that's why if you hone your sensory skills you could throw a knife or shoot someone with complete accuracy with your eyes closed but this was nothing like a normal presence. The shape of a persons presence takes their exact physical form but in a non physical way not this one was more likes a thousand presences rapidly glitching within a radius making it impossible to know where he is accurately within the radius. It made chills go down my spine as he got closer and closer till the door was slammed wide open and he turned the lights on. He stood there looking straight through me as if I was simply just an object. He looked pissed, pissed and and confused.

"I didn't do anythin fackin wrong! He's the one being an emotional prick. Ooowww I'm worried bout dark. Fack he's meant ta be a demon not an overly emotional human. God I'd kill tha cunt if he didn't have those pills. How dare he treat me like that, not even giving me a chance well fack him. If only. Shut up next I see him I swear! What he's strong and a fucking lunatic. Just give me some fackin space! Space from myself, idiot." He growled and made his way over to me not even looking at me still as I just seemed like a thing in this room to him. With a haste to his movement he got on the bed between my forced apart legs and he unzipped his pants making me start to thrash around to try and get away but this only seemed to aggravate him as he pulled out his knife and plunged it deep into my shoulder causing a loud yell to erupt from the back of my throat. This of course stopped my thrashing about and so he took his chance as he forced himself inside of me dry splitting me open with pain so bad I had to close my eyes to stop any tears from forming. For a few seconds I tried to struggle but the further pain that caused in my lower half was enough to think he broke me. All the pain in my shoulder and arse was end to make my body to go limp, knowing any struggle would cause so much more of the burning and shooting pain that was inflicting me already to almost a braking point. He grabbed my hips tightly so his nails dug into my flesh and he began to pound into me without giving me any chance and all I could do was just lay there screaming until eventually my voice gave out and nothing but pained breaths fell from my mouth in pathetic pants. He ripped me up a lot worse this time and I could feel the almost scary amount of blood that was bleeding from my arse and I could feel the thick warm liquid leak out whenever he pulled out only to ram back inside of me. My eyes were closed shut but I felt movement until I felt his warmth breath against my neck before he bit down on the skin making me try to get away but he was in the middle of a thrust and so my movement allowing him to go deeper which was the final amount of agonising pain he needed to inflict before some tears fell from the corners of my eyes. All he did was laugh before he began bitting more and keeping me in a position so he could fuck me deeper until he eventually and finally came, filling my insides up even more alongside the blood. He pulled out with a satisfied sigh and fixed up hos pants, putting them on properly before he walked to the door, turned the lights off and just left not saying a single words. He just raped me and acted as if I wasn't even here. Fuck him. Fuck him to hell. Now I'd never say I was the slightest bit emotional but I cried, for the first time in over a hundred years I cried. I don't care who he is, what he is or anything else what he's done I'll never forget and he'll pay for this. I will get out of this room and when I do I'll make him hate the day his parents decided to have sex and conceive his filthy arse. Not even the fires of hell will relieve him of the torture I'll force him through. Death will be a blessing he won't receive and he'll beg and beg until his voice goes out.

He will learn his lesson and place.