No One Cares || Danti ✔️

25.

A cough erupts from my throat, choking me. I'm suddenly lifted into the air by my neck, and I can hear screaming. My consciousness goes in and out. My arms feel numb. It takes a second before I'm able to open my eyes and hear what the person was saying.

"Let him go! Please!" They sob. I recognize it as Dark's voice.

I see him tied up in a chair next to Quinton who was crying his eyes out. Die... Die is alive, I remember. That's when I look over to see that I was in chains. Again.

Everything was swaying, as if I had just got done spinning in an office chair. My brain hasn't fully caught up with reality. It feels like I'm in a dream, but I somehow knew this situation was real. Something grasps my chin, forcing my head to look towards them.

"Ah, you're awake," Die says with a certain tone in his voice. It makes me look down further to see if he had anything in his hand. He did. "Miss me?"

My vocal cords finally caught up to me and I speak with a venomous tone. "Don't ucking touch them. Hurt me. Kill me. Don't fucking touch them."

He just laughs. "And what exactly are you going to do about it if I do?" he teasingly walks over towards his fiancé and lifts his chin with the handle of the whip.

"Pathetic," he spits, letting Quinton's head drop from his hand.

Abruptly, he snaps the whip at me and a large, stinging pain erupts on my chest. Although it hurt like a motherfucker, I didn't give him the satisfaction of hearing me scream. My eyes water and my tongue bleeds from being bitten, but I don't make a sound.

"Die, stop!" Quinton yells, shaking in his chair.

But he doesn't stop. He look at me with no mercy in his eyes and raises the whip once more.

One, two, three, breathe. One, two three, breathe. Bite your tongue. Fight the tears. Ignore the pain. One, two, three, breathe. One, two, three...

"Stop it, Die! Stop!" Quinton screams while Dark cries next to him, struggling against the chains.

The lights dims in my vision as blood pours from my wounds. Darkness creeps into the parallels of my eyes, throbbing to the beat of my heart. Die just laughs as he notices my head dip forward from being so weak.

"Anti!" Dark cries, trying to escape from the chains he was held in. I could hear his chair being scraped against the floor.

A rumble spouts from my chest, and I smile, letting it out. Letting out my laugh of insanity. Everything goes silent before another crack from the whip lands onto my chest. I just laugh more and harder at each hit. Until it hit my cheek. I could feel the spot burning on my face along with the pain on my ear.

Slide, slide, drip.

"The London bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down..." I sing, swaying my head to the music. I close my eyes, listening to the tune echo.

"Shut up!" Die screams, punching me in the face.

"The London bridge is falling down," I pause, letting silence erupt before singing in a sinister voice, "my fair lady." My eyes open. There's nothing but white.

•How was this?•