How To Kill a Flower

Chapter 28

WARNING AGAIN! SLIGHTLY TRIGGERING EVENTS!

He had locked me up in our chambers. I had barely seen Sansa at all. He had chained Shadow to the wall by his neck and leg. He could barely move with how short the chains were, but he still growled and fought when Ramsey would hurt me. 

I don't think i wanted Sansa to see me anyway, i had bruises covering my arms and neck. My back was sore and i was sure covered in bruises as well. My legs had scabs covering them from where he had started to flay me, along with my stomach. 

When he was doing anything but cutting my skin off, i kept my mouth shut. But when he took my own dagger to my skin, that was when i couldn't hold my pain back. He loved it. He loved that i was so stubborn and strong, but he also wanted to hear me scream in pain. 

There were even times when he was nice, even though i knew it was all an act. You didn't treat someone you love this way, and he did not love me. I don't think he was even capable of loving anything. 

As days and nights came and went, i had forgotten how long it had been. It felt like months had gone by. And as that time had passed, i began to feel even more desperate to get out.

One day, Theon had brought me food. I had woken thinking Ramsey had come back to torture me again to see Theon closing a window.

He began to leave the room, "Theon, wait." I called out, sitting up in the bed, my bruises showing.

"Not Theon, my lady. Reek." He stuttered out.

I threw my leg off the side of the bed, "Help me. Help Sansa." I really must be desperate to ask for help. 

He didn't look up from the ground, "You're his wife now."

"Theon," I said, begging him to look at what Ramsey was doing to me.

"Do what he says. Do what he says or he'll hurt you."

"He already hurts me every night. All day I'm locked in this room and every night he comes. It can't be worse." My voice wavering but tears never fell.

"It can. It can always be worse."

I stood up and began to walk towards him slowly, and as i approached her began walking backwards, "What did he do to you?" 

"Please," he said rushing to the door.

I lunge for the door, blocking him from leaving, "You betrayed my family! You were my friend!" 

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry!" He yelled out, almost crying.

I grabbed his arms, "You have to help me and Sansa! Theon help me!"

"He'll see us. You don't know him." He said crying out.

"My family still has friends in the North. All I have to do is give a signal and they'll rescue me." His head moved as if he was interested, "Climb to the top of the Broken Tower, light this candle, and put it in the window. Promise me, Theon." I put the candle in his hand.

He grabs it but still cries out, "Reek, my lady, Reek!"

I grab his head in my hands firmly, "Your name is Theon Greyjoy. Last surviving son of Balon Greyjoy, Lord of the Iron Islands, do you hear me? Theon, look at me! Promise me!"

He pauses, before nodding and leaving. I could only hope he would help me.