Sold (Reader x Ouran High School Host Club)

Nightmare

        Everything is dark and my wrists are numb. I can feel the chains that bind them together. One sniff of the air and I can smell liquor, bad cologne, and dampness. It smells wrenched. My mouth is dry and burning, everything hurts. My heart hurts too.

        A blindfold is taken off of my eyes, I see a room. I see a man- two men. They are both wearing black shoes and they both looked very old. The room is dark, I can't see anything except the two men. They appear to be talking. I can't hear. It hurts to try to listen. They exchange something. One of the two men looks down on me, leaning over with a key. The other walks off.

        I'm out, I'm free! That's all I thought when he opened the cage door, pulling me out. He says something to me, I wish not to hear it so I don't.

        Suddenly I'm in another room. I'm surrounded by people. Lots of people. I'm strapped down to a table, they are all looking down on me, they seem to be mocking me. I cry out for help but they all laugh at me. I can't see anything but blood as there is a siring pain in my hips and rib cage. My arms as well. They're cutting into my flesh and dragging the sharp blade, leaving me bleeding and screaming. Without a care in the world about how I'm feeling.

        This room smells of rotting flesh, salty tears, and copper. The copper probably came from all the blood.

        They don't bandage the dripping wounds. I'm thrown back into a cage. I try to call out but I'm met with a whip, slicing through the air. When I still don't learn my lesson like the idiot I am a slap comes down, which turns into a fist which turns into being kicked repeatedly until all I saw was dark.

        I woke up in my bed, sweat pouring down my face. My body was lightly shaking as I forced my breathing to steady. I turned over on my side, reading the time on my alarm clock.

4:06am...

        I sighed, closing my eyes again.

        It was all just a dream...

        "Mistress, you really must be waking up. It's time for your first day of school, aren't you excited?" A familiar voice called out to me. I could smell tea in the air, causing me to open my bright (e/c) eyes, looking over at my damned butler.

        "Hmph," Was all I said, waiting to be handed my tea. Once it was in my hands I took a small sip before actually trusting myself to speak, "Why can't I just be home schooled like I was when I was younger?"

        "You know why. Now get up, it's time to live a normal life," Vincent's gold eyes flickered with amusement, "Well... As normal as it can be with a demon as your butler."

        "Oh, shut up," I reached over and grabbed a pillow, throwing at him. He grabbed it without any trouble, faking a hurt expression.

        "I'm hurt, truly, I am. Now hurry up or you'll be late, lady (y/n)." He bowed slightly, taking the tray of tea making equipment with him as he left, closing my door.

        With a sigh I swung my legs over the edge of my bed, standing up slowly. I walked over to the closet where my uniform was hanging in a black bag. I'd yet to look at it, but I knew it couldn't be too bad.

        At least that's what I thought prior to actually seeing the thing. It was hideous!

        Who thought this was a good idea? I am not wearing this damn banana.

        "Vincent, must I wear this disgusting uniform?!" I cried out to my butler.

        Moments later I heard my door open and the black haired demon stood at my attention, "You don't need to, but you will certainly stick out like a sore thumb for not wearing it. You'll look adorable, I'm sure."