Dark Whispers

Him.

It's worthless. Everything is giving up right now. Been crying my eyes out. Scratching myself till I bleed. I have been in this room for well over a month. Crying and hurting myself, it's just why not kill me why leave me alone... No human should endure this. But me it's always me. I hear whip lashes in the room next to me and screams. I haven't heard a human in a while, although it sounds painful I can't help but smile at the thought of living being in the same place as I am. I start playing chess the only thing that entertains me at this moment. I fall asleep for what maybe is forever. I hear a knock on the door. My heart enlightens, I run and open it. I see a tall Man, five o'clock after shave, dark curly hair, white pale skin, and one thing that stands out is his cheeky smile. I can't help but think what a doll he is. The sun glistens on his face, I'm just amazed. I can't help but saying "why? Why me?". He pushes me gently and walks past me. " I thought you would admire these curtains my love, they seem your type." He says in a dark raspy voice. I just stare at him, how old is this guy? He is so...hmm he is quite a turn on. I can't help but be filled with rage, and complete sorrow ness. He tells me to be quiet and listen to him, I do as he says. "I picked you, because your beautiful, something new I need, your like someone who needs training... Who need discipline, someone who can play my game." His voice trails off.