Obey

Chapter Seven: Trouble Brewing

Fidelina's P.O.V:
         When I wake up, I'm still pissed. It feels like I was asleep for hours. I scream into the pillow to try and relieve myself of the anger I feel. I manage to pull my hands out of the rope, painfully I might add. I also take off the stupid leash and collar.  I hate how much power MASTER Azrael holds over me, how little I have over what I may do now. I refuse to play the role of his pet! I hate that he holds the ability to hear all of my thoughts so I mustn't even think!
             It's so unfair that he controls my life, and that he makes decisions about me. Why must I live like this anyway? Because he wants me to? He's nothing more than a pompous spoiled brat who throws a tantrum when things lean away from how he wants them. I continue to cry in anger for a while.
             Speaking of the literal devil, I look up. Anyone knows his presence, covering the room like a thick black cloud.
           "Are you calmed-"
            I cut him off by saying "Go away."
            "Girl, You must calm down. I don't have very much patience for this unnecessary behavior." He tells me strictly.
            "Then tell me why I'm here!" I yell at him.
     "Do not shout orders at me. I will not tell you anything that I haven't already. However, you will calm yourself." He slowly stalks towards me.
My anger shifts to fear that he will choke me again, and this time Sir Unikai won't stop him as he isn't here. Master Azrael stops and looks down.
"Fidelina, my actions in my study... I never wished to hurt you like that." He pauses before adding "My Dove, my issues are endless. I know that which I am: a monster." He sighs and sits on the bed with me, I scoot away from him.
"Fidelina, I swear that I try my utmost best to better myself. Despite this, my anger befalls me to awful and—and unforgivable actions. I ask for your obedience not for my own wishes, but in an attempt to protect you-" Master Azrael looks down. "-from myself. For the moments when I turn into the monster that consumes me during my time of anger." He looks at me apologetically as he speaks.
    "Master Azrael, just because you have anger issues does not mean that it excuses your actions. You're using them for you to not own up to your actions of literally choking me. I'm sorry but if  that's your apology for it, I can't accept it. I don't know why I was even brought here. Or that this place existed. So you'll have to excuse me for getting a little freaked out when you use magic shit near me and look like you've gone dead or something. I'm only human, and one that previously thought magic was complete bullshit." I answer, my anger rising once more through my words.
            I prepare myself for an outburst from him, and instead receive yet another sigh. He fidgets around with a necklace I just now notice he's wearing, seeming childish for the first time since we met.
            "My beautiful Dove, you're completely right. Centuries passed since I last interacted with a human...I've forgotten how to apologize." He looks up from the necklace with a sincerity unmatched by anyone. "I apologize Fidelina for the loss of my temper resulting in your endangerment."
          "I won't say that what you did was okay. Therefore, though I forgive you, I won't forget. Do you understand Master Azrael?" I ask, not quite sure about what I'm saying either.
           He simply nods in agreement. "Fidelina...I know you're upset because you're confused. Unfortunately, you'll never know why I brought you here. Just know that– that I did this for your well being."
           "Bullshit." I answer quietly.
          "Fine. I shall give you the answer you want to hear, despite its fallacies." He smiles slyly before taking on a new air of somewhat playfulness and dramatic positioning before continuing– "I don't know what made you different but I wanted you, so I will have you." He answers looking dramatically away.
         'Fuck you, dickhead.' I end up answering in my mind. He glares at me, placing his hands on either side of me on the bed.
           "Little Girl, I don't know where that language came from, however, I recommend you cease now. I understand your anger towards me. Those emotions hold validity and I welcome the simple fact that you contain them. However, much like my own actions in the study, your choice to disrespect me right now is not permitted, understand?" He asks, standing back up straight.
           'You're a double standard asshole-.' I find myself thinking.
           Quicker than my reaction time, he grabs a chunk of my hair and pulls me off the bed. I scream, as he pulls my hair downward, forcing my head back.
           "Quit your shit! Do you understand?" Upon my silence he yanks my hair down and my head back farther.
            "Do you, Understand?" He asks, scarily calmer.
             "Yes!" I yelp in pain.
             "Yes, what?" He asks, relaxing his grip a little bit.
             "Yes sir." I answer crying.
             "Good. Stop crying or I will find a good reason for you to do so." He answers, moving toward the door. He turns back to look at me from the doorway, "Dove, please behave. I don't want to keep hurting you." He sighs before adding "Kai will return with substance for you."
I scramble onto the bed from the floor once he took his leave, crying into my pillow again to douse the sound of my weeping. Just as MASTER Azrael promised,  SIR Unikai comes in with a plate of food. He smiles, seemingly delighted at seeing my drying tears. 
            "You seem very... upset." He says, eyes boring into me, almost hungrily. "What's wrong?" He sets the food on the table beside me.
             "I...got in another fight with Master Azrael." I answer him hesitantly. He looks at me as if there were a nice roast that came out of the oven.
             "Another fight, you say?" He asks with intrigue.
              "Oh, Go away Sir Unikai. It's not as if telling you all of this will help me. If anything I'm only making more of a mess." I answer, turning away from him, my heart picking up pace. However, he wouldn't be giving up this easily.
             "I can't." He answers, suddenly in front of me again.
           "-And why not?" I ask him, both stern and yet... anxious. I turn away from him again, hoping to make him leave.
            He takes a deep breath in, almost as though he were smelling a stew on the hearth.I shift uncomfortably, fidgeting with a loose string on the blanket.
          "I haven't filled my reasoning to see you yet–" He smiles in anticipation. "So hurry up and eat–" He answers, cupping my face with his hand. His thumb is on my lips, causing my breath to hitch. "Because I'm about to have some fun." He smiles, pleased.
           My heart is racing by now, my anxiety at its peak. I've never seen Unikai like this, he's usually so collected, poised even. So unlike his predatory and... animal like nature exhibited now. I begin to eat my food, slowly, him watching my every move like a lion and an antelope. What kind of twisted thoughts are running through his head?
            "It's not quite what you're thinking my dear. I'm not here to...deflower you." He frowns before adding "I'm not that type of demon like Azazel-" He looks nonchalantly at the floor before looking back up to me. "No, I'm here to teach you what happens when little girls... act... bad." He grins, his canine teeth looking more like fangs that you would expect a vampire to have.
            "Of course I can drink some of your blood, if you'd like. However that's only after you take your punishment." He answers, maniacal laughter erupting from his chest.
           "Stop it." I scream at him desperately.
            He stops laughing immediately and looks at me. "You little girl–" He says, pulling me off the bed quickly and onto the floor. "Are already in trouble for what that little mouth of yours has been saying, so I highly recommend you learn to keep. it. shut. Because if not, I will have to shove something in it, understand?" He threatens me.
           "Fine SIR Dickhead." I answer impulsively.
            "Do not make me use a gag, slut." He answers my remark, walking towards the closet. He sighs when after opening it, he doesn't find what he's looking for. "Guess I'll have to go grab one of my own, just in case." He says. "Stay, and eat your food."
             "Yes sir Unikai." I answer him.
             He leaves the room and I sit back on the bed, afraid of what he has planned for me when he comes back. I take a few bites of one of the triangle sandwiches he brought to me, is this all he can make? He's acting so weird for what I know as himself. Is it some type of act? He's honestly scaring me.