Fallen Angel (Markiplier x Reader x Darkiplier) | Complete

Chapter 6

It had been a few days. Dark would come, bring food for you. It was different every day, but always something you loved. He would then sit and watch you, not saying a word. you hadn't showered in a while and felt dirty. you wanted to bath, to see the sun, the sky and mostly the clouds. 

Today was different. He hadn't brought you food. He didn't come and sit to watch you. You didn't want to care, but you did. What if he left you here? Sure, you couldn't die as you were still an angel, but you could feel the starvation if you didn't eat. That is what you missed. Not him, never him but you did fear the feeling of death without dyeing. Soon, the door opened, and you looked as he walked down the stairs. His once gray suit was now soaked in blood. You gasped. He smiled. You saw in his hand a plate of food. He set it down and pushed it in thought a small cut in the bars.

"Sorry for being late, my angel, but I had business to attend." He said, sitting down, waiting for you to grab the plate. You didn't move from the bed. His smile faded.

"Eat." Was all he said. You shook your head. You had lost your appetite when you saw him covered in blood. His face grew darker.

"Eat. I won't tell you again." He said. Again, you shook your head. He growled, standing and grab the plate.

"Fine, but you will endure a punishment. I will be back once I get cleaned up." He said and left. You looked shocked. You didn't know he would harm you, but then again, with him being demon. Soon, he came back down, in a new gray suit. He opened and locked the cage. You stayed on the bed, afraid of what he was going to do.

"Come here my angel." Dark said. You didn't move. He growled, grabbing the chain on the ground and pulled on it hard. You were flung forward at the force of the pull and landed by his feet. You didn't have time to react to the fall as he reached down, grabbing you by your throat to lift you up. You gasped for air, grabbing at his arm and hand to let you go, but to no avail.

"You should have listened, my angel. I don't want to hurt you." He said, looking in to your eyes. You gasped again, unable to breath and he let you go. You fell to the ground, taking deep breaths. He grabbed you once more, this time under your arm, lifting you up. He brought you to the left corner of the room, near the bars. He let you go.

"Don't more or else." He said. You nodded, afraid. He walked out of the cage, leaving it open, walking to you. He held out his hand.

"Slide your arms though the bars so there is a bar in-between them." Dark said, and you obeyed him. He grabbed you roughly, putting them together. He them summoned a rope from out of nowhere or was it from the darkness. You didn't move even when your mind and body screamed at you to run. He then tied your arms together. You winched as you felt it dig deep into your skin. "I'm sorry I had to do this, my angel, but I must teach you to obey me. You were doing so good before." He said, walking back in. You turned your head as he walked behind you.

"Face forward!" He shouted. You turned, facing forward.

"You will face forward. Do you understand me?" He asked. His voice was demonic. It scared you, but you nodded. You felt him touch your back.

"Put your wings away." He said. You hesitated, before your wings went into your back. He then lifted your shirt over your head. You didn't have to put them away to take your shirt off, but you weren't going to tell him that now.

"Put your wings back and get ready." He said. You began to shake, but nodded, bringing them back out. He kissed your back, right in-between your wings. It felt cold.

"Good, I will try to be gentle, but I won't be doing what you're thinking. You did do what I said, but this is still going to happen. All I ask of you is to scream." He said. You were confused for a bit before you heard a cracking sound in the air and felt a searing pain on your back. You let out a scream, keeping your face forward. You heard and felt another, then another and another. Soon you lost track as your screams echoed off the walls. He only hit your back, not your wings. Soon, the sounds stopped. Your screams turned into sods, but you stood standing, even when your legs tried to buckle under the pain.

"Turn your head and face me, my angel." You did want he said.

"Put your wings away." He ordered. You did. He walked up, putting your shirt down. You bit your lip and the feeling of fabric on your new cuts hurt.

"Bring them out." He ordered. You did. He then kissed your cheek before leaving the cage, locking it and walking in front of you.

"Face me." He ordered. You faced him, new tears falling. He grabbed you under your chin, bring you in close to the bars. He was inches from you.

"Don't ever make me hurt such a beautiful being like that again. Do I make myself clear?" He asked. You looked into his eyes, nodding. He smiled.

"Good." He said before kissing you. Your eyes widen, thinking you were going to be paralyzed again, but you didn't fall. He let you go, backing up and untied your arms.

"I will be back later and if your good, you will get a reward." He said as he left the room. You fell to the ground, sodding out into the darkness as the pain in your back pulsated.