Open Wound

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//This chapter is a flashback from Stitch's POV. Since it's right after that last chapter, you can probably guess what it's about. I won't go into too much detail, and it's safe for work. However, heavy trigger warning. Read this chapter at your own risk.//



Dust had called me to his room.

I felt the walls and counted my steps, making sure I arrived at the right door. Tentatively, I knocked on the door, relieved when I heard Dust's voice. "Come in Stitch."

I felt for the handle, and pushed the door open once I found it. Immediately, I noticed the low lighting through my strings, although, I couldn't actually see much else through them. Probably why I couldn't realize I needed to get out of there. FAST.

"Go ahead and close the door."

I did. That was my biggest mistake.

I felt him reached around me and heard the lock click.

"D-Dust?"

"Hmm?"

"W-why'd you lock the door?"

"Necessary precaution."

I started to speak again, only to be startled into silence by a wetness on my teeth that I could feel on my strings.

"D-Dust?!" I squeaked. "What are you doing?"

He didn't answer, instead telling me to desummon my strings. I did. Mistake three.

I felt him force a kiss on me. One I didn't want. I tried pulling away, but I was already flush against the door. Panicking, I felt the strings blocking my eyelights start to disappear.

"Dust? Please, I don't want this."

"Good thing I didn't ask."

"This isn't right! I'm basically your son!"

"Not biological."

"That shouldn't matter!"

He ignored me, shoving his tongue in my mouth. I should have fought. Should have bit it. Should have done something! But I didn't. Mistake four. All I did was cry as he violated me as thoroughly as possible.

It felt like hours...

It was probably only minutes.

Afterwards, he told me to shower.

He told me I was a good boy.

He told me not to tell anyone.

All I did was whimper and nod.

Mistake five.

I cried myself to sleep that night.

I never told anyone.

Mistake six.

This went on for months. Once a week he would have his way with me. I was conditioned to like it. I'm such a whore.

Who knows how long it would have gone on? Dust was dating Blue at the time.

They could have had a happy relationship.

They were talking about marriage.

They could've had a family.

Blue was pregnant with Dust's biological child.

They could have been happy.

Then one day Blue walked in on us.

He threatened to get an abortion.

He ended up giving the child to Reaper.

They could have been happy...

But thhey weren't...

And it's my fault.



//Right... so that happened. I did warn ya. Do you think I need to make this book mature? I think it's fine, but idk. Also, don't forget to vote on living accomadations! Poll is on my profile.//

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