m o n s t e r

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Sakura jolted awake to the sound of thundering footsteps coming down the stairs. She felt the cold metal grasping her wrists and couldn't for the life of her figure out what happened or where she was; only that she was in danger.
The door opened slowly to reveal a person.
Probably a man but she couldn't see their face, it was covered by a ridiculous dollar store mask.

"You're finally awake! This is good now we can talk" definitely a man. Although his voice was hard sounding it also seemed soft. She didnt know what to say so she curled up into herself feeling tears coming on.

"What are you going to do with me? Who are you?" She questioned him but he didnt seem to care. "I cant wait till you settle down, then you can come upstairs and live with me but only after we get married-" she cut him off quickly "married? Who the fuck are you, you bastard let me go!" A loud slap echoed through the cold and dark cement basement. "Listen to me sakura uchiha" he started, already giving her his last name "you belong to me now. As far as the rest of the world is concerned you are dead. You are mine and you will never leave this place, you got that?" He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her face close to his masked one.

Sakura shivered. She could feel his hands were wet and she knew it was blood. "Say it" he commanded. "Say you belong to me and will never leave me and maybe ill be nice and get you some warm clothes"
She paused finally taking in her surroundings. The basement was dark but light enough to see he was covered in blood. She was on a mattress and the chains on her wrists hung from the ceiling while the chains on her ankles came from the wall. Her clothes were indeed wet although she couldn't remember why. She realized she had to play nice if she wanted to get the hell out of here.

"Im sorry...i belong you. Only you. Ill-" she started but then stopped and he waited. "I-Ill never leave you i swear just please. May i have some warm clothes?" He seemed more than pleased with her answer and let go of her hair. "Of course my love ill get you some right now" and he quickly exited the room. She let out a breath suddenly feeling the panic rise. He didnt seem like he was in any rush to hurt her but she knew better.

He came back three minutes and twenty seven seconds later with a stack of clothes. A new problem arose. How to put the clothes on through her chains? This could be an opportunity. "I-" before she could start he grabbed his knife and began cutting her old clothing off of her.

"Wait! Please dont!" He shrugged off her fearful behaviour. He cut through her soaking grey tee shirt and even her bra, leaving her completely exposed. But instead of what she thought was going to happen he undid only one of the chains around her wrist, slipping a black tee over her head and free arm before chaining her back up and starting on the other. He did this with her whole attire, carefully taking the chains off to clothe her before hurrying to put them back on. He did this whole process in silence never once bothering to make a crude or vulgar comment and never touching her anywhere besides her limbs. She was grateful that he had been kind enough to give her clothes at all.

"Who are you?" He didnt answer. She tried again "if im going to be here for a long time then why bother covering your face?" This got his attention. "Because if you saw me you wouldn't love me" this confused her. How could she love him anyways? Was he seriously crazy enough to believe she'd love him otherwise? "I also cant love you if i dont know you" he stopped fiddling with her chains on the ceiling. He must've been about 6 feet tall.

"Are you sure?" He asked. There was a hint of insecurity but she ignored it. Surely someone as sadistic and cruel as him couldn't feel embarrassed. She nodded frantically, wanting to see what was under his mask. He sighed, bringing his hands up to his face and unhooking the mask from behind. When he finally took it off she was stunned. He was almost god-like. His face was porcelain white and his hair was black. It was almost comical how he was afraid. His eyes were black and they looked cold. Like his soul had curled up in them and died. His lips were parted as soft breaths escaped his mouth and she could see he was holding something back. When he kissed her she wasn't surprised. Only scared.

She yanked back so hard her head hit the cement wall behind her. As she reached back to rub her sore skull he beat her to it. His hand darted out behind her head and softly touched her hair and skull. "Be more careful angel." He whispered giving her a kiss to the forehead. She winced but said nothing, holding her breath until he pulled away. "My name is sasuke." Was all he said before he removed himself from over her and left the basement. He left the door open, clearly confident she had no chance of escaping. He came back seconds later with several blankets and a pillow. "Ill let you get comfortable. Dont worry my love, you'll settle soon. Youre safe here with me. I promise ill protect you forever." He smiled softly, handing her her blankets and pillow before calmly walking back and leaving. This time he shut the door and she heard several locks being locked in place. She always heared stories of people being kidnapped in real life and always listened to her mothers warnings about this dangerous world but she never thought that she'd end up here. She tried desperately to think back to what could have happened. Nothing. Blank. Her mind was completely empty. That night she had curled up in her new clothes, on her soft bed, and while sleep did not come that night she thought of everything else in her life to distract herself from this nightmare. So far, he had only hit her and indirectly proclaimed his love for her. She was hoping he was stupid and that eventually she could escape.