Hard to love

Chapter 5: The "great" torture

She groaned as she felt her neck and back hurt, she opened her eyes and looked around until her eyes met his, she sat up quickly and backed away.

He looked at her as he was still sitting on the chair he had gotten, a smirk appeared on his face as he saw the fear in her eyes.

She tried to back away more but the chains stopped her doing so.

He laughed at her attempts of trying to escape, he got up and walked up to her slowly.

"Do you have any idea what a big mistake you made?" He asked her.

She looked at him with a confused look at first but then she got angry.

"I made no mistake, what I said it was true!!" She yelled at him.

He looked at her with a look that said 'don't-challenge-me'.

"Honey, you've been so bad lately" he said as he looked at her.

"I think you need to learn a lesson" he continued, he turned around, walked up to the table, she looked at what he picked up.

Her eyes widened in fear as she saw the big kitchen knife, he turned around and slowly walked up to her, he placed the knife in his pant pocket and took his jacket off (I'll call it a jacket if it's name issue that I'm sorry) and brought his sleeves up, he took the knife out of his pocket and brought it closer to her.

She backed away a bit only to be stopped, he smirked at her and slowly caressed her face with his hand.

"(Y/n), my love you've shouldn't done that, now you have to get punished for what you said" he said as he brought the knife up to her face, he trailed it from her forehead, next to her eye and then pressed it hard on to her cheek, he took the knife away from her face as he saw that blood came out from the wound he made.

She winced as she felt the air get inside her wound, the pain hit her more now which made her cry and then her cries turned into sobs.

He looked at her and smirked, then that smirk turned into a deep chuckle and the chuckle turned to a crazy laugh.

"What is it? Don't you like pain?" He asked her but she kept crying.

"I think you like it, well why didn't you ask for it?" He asked her as she started to stop crying.

He placed the knife on her right arm and trailed it up to her wrist, he smiled as he pressed the knife on her smooth skin, she screamed as the knife sliced through her skin.

"Do you enjoy it honey?" He asked her as he saw her sobbing and trying to get some words out of her mouth but she couldn't because of this unbearable pain.

Finally she managed to take some words out of her mouth.

"P-p-p-plea-s-se.... S-s-st-stop!!" She struggled as she said those few words, she started sobbing again harder this time.

He just looked at her with this smirk on his face.

'soon... she'll see how much I love her and why I'm doing this things to her, she'll love me like I love her' he thought in his mind.

He trailed the knife down to her stomach and lifted her shirt up slightly, he then caressed her belly with the knife and pressed it down hard.

She screamed at the top of her lungs as he made more cuts.

She looked at him with begging eyes that told him to stop, he looked back and he continued cutting her.

She looked around as she felt herself sleep slowly, he stopped as he looked at her drift off, he got up walked over to the table and left the knife down, he snapped his fingers and looked behind him.

She was ok, no scratches, no nothing, he snapped his fingers again and made the chains loosen up a little so when she woke up she could move a bit.

He took his suit jacket (changed it XD) and walked over the door, he opened it and got out, he climbed up the stairs and got to the couch he sat down and thought to himself.

'I'll whatever it takes to make her mine, even the most painful thing in this world' he thought as he laid down and looked at the ceiling.

'Even put other people do it' he thought again as he closed his eyes and thought of all the scenarios of them being together.