Revenge (Jeff The killer x reader love story)

Chapter: 2

Darkness... Darkness coils it's implacable fingers around me. The rough ropes that bind my wrists and ankles, refraining me from moving, burning my skin as I struggle to be free.
Where was I? He said id get revenge... That bastard! I wish he'd have just killed me. The room odour stunk of a sort of rusting iron smell.. And the loose stone on the cold concrete floor digs into my body. I make an attempt to open my mouth but the duct tape halts it. I slowly push my tongue across my lips hoping to make them wet enough to loosen the tape. after a few minutes im able to move my lips and somehow after around 5 minutes the tape is loose. I open my mouth wide and take a few deep breaths, as I do so the tape falls to the ground leaving my lips and face raw. I so much wanted to cry, I wanted to cry forever... But that wasn't going to change anything... I swear from this day on that if I ever get out of here I will never cry again... Every tear that will fall from my face is just another sign to show how weak I am... And how I always get into this shit... I will not appear pathetic anymore! I bite down and kick my legs trying to loosen the rope, every movement burns as I feel the skin slowly peeling from my ankles... The pain is unbearable yet the only thing I can do... I will not die without even trying to live! It's no use however the ropes will not loosen... The muscles in my leg ache from kicking so much. I fall in retreat and lie there on the ground looking at the wall, slowly regaining my breath. Just as I'm about to close my eyes the door is swung open with a loud bang causing me to scream. in the doorway through the light I see a figure... However this is not the man from earlier? The figure reaches and pulls on a a string. Blinding light fills the room causing me to squint and groan from the pain, my vision was blurred when I opened my eyes and took a few minutes to adjust. My surroundings were horrific. It seemed to be some sort of asylum, and that smell... It wasn't iron it was... Blood... I began to vomit at the thought of what happened here.
" H-have you d-done this?!" I hear the man in the doorway shout. I don't even dare to look up from fear as I hear his footsteps stomping closer but he walks straight past me, I look over my shoulder to see him pinning a man in a surgeon outfit up against the wall by his neck. This man definitely wasn't the man who said id get revenge... Maybe he was the one who he said could do it? He had the temperament but... Why would he do this to me? He's meant to help me... He drops the man to the ground and looks down at him, " you fool!! H-how dare you take such reckless care of my new doll!" he sends a kick into the surgeons gut causing him to cough up blood. He then turns to me... I get a full view of him now... He's nothing like that man, he has Shoulder length blonde greasy hair and wears a pair of circular glasses, he's heavily obese and makes it look impossible to even move. He wears a brown tweed suit with a white shirt that looks like it's about to pop. He slowly starts to walk towards me with a smile on his face, his eyes tearing up. "Your such a beauty... A rare catch none the less..." I'm too scared to say anything as he bends down in front of me and pulls me up to my knees, he slowly pushes a few loose strands of hair away from my face and strokes my cheeks causing me to grimace in disgust.
"My pretty, pretty doll, your a fine new add to my collection" he giggles and looks me up and down. I look down realising I'm in nothing but my bra and underwear and gasp jumping back covering my chest with my knees blushing. He grabs my leg and stares at it with anger in his eyes "D-Doctor.. why is my doll broken... Why have you broken her beauty!"
"John we both know this is not my fault. She struggled and.."
"You dare blame this on my doll?" John turns back around, gets out a gun, and begins to shoot. miraculously every shot misses... Just then a slim woman runs in. She looks no older than me? 18 maybe? She wears black leather jeans with black heeled boots and has a tight black leather jacket only done half way up with nothing underneath. She has long blonde curls that reach mid back, "be careful!" She shouts and kneels by the John taking his gun. John turns to face her and smiles.
"Dear Aleah... Take care of my doll won't you? I want her to look her best" his eyes glow with happiness... Like a little girls when they get a new doll... A fully grown man shouldn't smile like that. Or call people dolls. It sickens me to say the least.
"Yes father" Aleah stands and walks over to me getting out a knife. I widen my eyes and kick myself back.
"Don't be afraid" she says with a worried voice. "I'm going to help you."
She bends down and cuts through the ropes on my ankles and then the ones on my wrists and holds my hands to help me stand up.
"T-thanks..."I smile weakly and she returns it. "No problem, let's get you some clothes then?" We slowly walked out of that room... I didn't know what was happening except for i was someone's doll... Aleah seems nice anyway... As much as I don't want to stay here... If they're going to help me get revenge then I must.

We finally get to a room that's decorated different from the rest. it has pale pink walls with white carpet and is spotless... The bed is a four post double bed with curtains and opposite it is the white dressing table where you were gestured to sit by Aleah. "Does this please your liking?" Aleah holds up a white cotton dress, it's pretty simple, knee length puffy out skirt, and the top half was tight with butterfly sleeves, and it had a big white bow on the back. I nodded my head and smiled, "that's fine thanks".
"Uh... Have you ever worn a corset?"she questioned.
"Once for my aunts wedding yeah why?" Aleah turns around and picks up a white boned corset with ribbon in the back to tighten it. "s-sorry but do you mind wearing this?..." I shook my head as there wasn't much I could say... It wasn't her fault after all. I stood up and she pulled the corset around me tightening slowly and painfully. I leaned over grabbing onto the back of the bed gasping for air. "A-Aleah not so tight!" I complain through my teeth.
"S-sorry but if I loosen it now it'll look stupid" she says pulling harder, "al...most... There... Done!" She says with one final pull causing me to groan in pain. "okay now the dress arms up please" I slowly stand my back already aching, and slowly lift my arms as she pulls the dress over my head, I then put on some knee length white socks matching with some knee length white boots that are laced up before she sits me at the dressing table and takes my hair out of the messy bun it was in. My hair was usually messy and fell to my shoulders... But now... It had fallen to my lower back area and was perfectly curled, Is this what john meant by perfect? Looking in the mirror I also notice that my eyes appear bigger and brighter, and my nose appears smaller, my skin is also pale... And looks almost porcelain. I look like, a doll? Aleah hands me a pie of lace gloves that cover half my arm, as I'm sliding on the second one I ask what's been on my mind since the start. "Aleah, are you and your father going to help me get revenge?" Her face was filled with confusion. "Revenge?"
"Y-yeah? The man said that he could help me get revenge because he knew people? I assumed you were those people?" I questioned and Aleah just looked at me. "you must be hallucinating, johns wife seen you in the woods bleeding half to death so brought you here?" So they're not helping me get revenge? "Then why am I here?" Aleah stood up and smiled "come on let me introduce you everyone" and with that she left... not even bothering to answer my question, I followed behind not knowing where I was going...