Don't Let Me Be Gone

One Hundred & Thirty Two

DiD sOmEoNe sAy tHeY wAnTeD cOrRuPtiOn aNd mOrE aNgST

TRIGGER WARNINGS : attempted rape ig, talks about seizures

Evan POV
I spun in front of the large mirror in Remus's room, the poofy skirt of my dress puffing out.  It was a pretty pink and white satin gown. 

Remus likes to spoil me, which I know.  I like being babied and spoiled like this.  So I play into it by being as adorable as possible when Remus brings me new things.

He's busy talking with Roman and Luther about something.  Everyone else is in their rooms.  I'm excited for later tonight to see Wylan dance. 

Without a voice, I have to show Remus that I still love him and trust him again.  Which isn't hard because he turns into the softest Remus possible when I'm involved.  Well, unless I'm in danger.  Then he gets angry, very very angry.

I was working on a new flower crown, braiding new ones together from the pile of blossoms Remus brought me. 

It was hard and I basically had to relearn how to because of my broken hand.  It's healing nicely according to Logan but it feels different now.  I haven't been able to play any instrument since. 

I had opened the curtains in Remus's room, making it a little brighter in here.  The room was very dark and gothic.  Dark floors with neon green carpets.  A big black canopy bed with red sheets.  Lots of weapons all piled into one corner.  And messy beyond belief.

But there was a point in the room that jutted out into a large bay window.  I've taken over this corner.  Opening the curtains and putting flowers everywhere. 

I heard footsteps coming down the hallway towards the room.  I smiled and sat down in a Disney princess esq position.  I spread the skirt out around me.  I rested my new flower crown on my head. 

Plan; look as adorable and precious as possible when Remus comes back.  Get him to stay and cuddle me until it's time for Wylan's performance. 

The door opened, but instead of Remus stepping into the room.  Corruption stood there.

I scrambled up and backwards quickly, tripping over the pile of flowers behind me.  But before I could fall, Corruption appeared at my side.

He grabbed me, holding me tightly in his arms.  I jerked around, trying to get out of his grip.  Corruption just smirked down at me.

"Ex-Expecting some-someone else?"  He asked, despite obviously knowing the answer. 

I struggled more, anything to get him off me.  So that he'd stop touching me.  I don't want him touching me.

"All pre-prettied up f-for some-some else,"  Corruption purred, smelling my hair.  "Too b-bad I got here f-first."

I shook my head 'no' frantically.  I don't want him touching me.  I don't want him talking to me.

I tried to struggle more, which caused Corruption to pick me and bend me over the edge of the bed.  I willed my voice to work.  To scream so someone would come save me.

I want Remus.  Where is Remus? 

"I h-have a pro-proposition for you,"  He whispered in my ear.  "T-Take it and may-maybe I'll let Re-Remus ruin y-you instead."

I didn't move or say anything.  I was too afraid to do anything.  Like one wrong movement and I'd get my throat slit or forced upon.

Instead I stayed crying.  Big ugly tears.  

"Dis-Disgusting,"  He growled.  "But I h-have a w-way to fix you.  T-To get rid of th-those seizures of y-yours."

I stopped crying momentarily to look up at him in confusion.  He smirked down at me and slapped my butt.  I whimpered in fear.