Violently Icy

Tate's curse

Tate's curse was his demon. His power. His beast. I woke up in a cold ass basement and found myself to be chained and handcuffed to a bed. That's when the shadows stepped into the light and I saw their faces clear as day. It was Daemon and Tate. They kidnapped me and drugged me to bring me to this shitty little basement for whatever reason.

Tate came closer than Daemon had and said," Well, you didn't want to listen to me did you? Now I must punish you, Rhaven. And I'm not going to lie and say I won't enjoy any part of it.. Cause I'm going to LOVE every single second of it." Daemon stood behind him with his head down towards the floor. I could tell he didn't want to do any of this but for some reason he WAS here. "Wait, wait," I screamed. " Just answer me one thing first. Why is Daemon here? I already know why you are Tate..." I said. Tate stepped out of the way and let his brother speak for himself.

"I uh.. I am here because I must witness what he does to you. So I can at least let Ryder know what happened to you when your done here," Daemon said. I now understood... And was more frightened than ever. I started to get and free myself any way I could think of and nothing was working. Tate just laughed and Daemon just watched...

Back at my house, Wynrie started to become worried and she started to pace around the kitchen, endlessly. Ryder came down the stairs and said," Nope, no where to be found here. There's no place that's went unturned. She must've left without our noticing then." Wynrie didn't stop pacing and began shaking her head," No," she said. "No way did Rhaven just up and leave. No. Something else happened to her. I KNOW her and this isn't her," she said. Ryder was starting to get agitated and it was obvious as fuck.

Wynrie was thinking when she finally figured out what happened to me. " Oh my fuck! I know what happened to Rhaven," Wynrie said. " Well..??" Ryder asked, impatiently. He, all by himself, became fully aware of what she was talking about. Tate! "That motherfucker better hope he hasn't done anything too bad by the time I get there. C'mon let's go, Wynrie," Ryder said. They got in the car and almost instantly flew down the street and went to find me.

Back at the basement, I was still trying to get free and that's when Daemon said," Just give up. It's no use, you're not going to get free and even if you do, you won't get far. Please.. Just stop struggling, Rhaven." Tate started chiming in," Yeah! There is no help, no way out. You are trapped. So take your punishment like a man already. C'mon stop being Brice here, Rhave," his last words said mockingly. I was beginning to fade and thy were winning until I heard a few familiar voices approaching the room.

"Rhave," one voice shouted almost non-stop while the other shouted," Scream for help if you can hear us." I could almost make the voices out when, behind me, Daemon tied a bandana around my mouth after stuffing one inside my mouth. They really were trying to torture me and kill me even. And at any fucking cost. Tate began to transform into his beast and before long, he was in his demon form standing face to face with me and I was so incredibly terrified.

I tried to scream even being gagged but they were right, it wasn't working. Tears started to form in my eyes, causing them to gloss over and form a glossy glare within them. I noticed Daemon hesitate to say a word once he caught sight of my eyes. This was killing him inside to do, but he had no choice. Tate's fate was near and I could sense it in the air. Ryder and Wynrie eventually gave up looking there for me and went to bum-fuck-egypt.

Tate began to chain me up to this bar from the ceiling and that's where he would continue to rape and beat me many times. Daemon would witness every lash and every cut as well as every penetration done. He mainly stuck to staring at the floor and hardly ever looked upright. Tate was VERY aggressive and it showed. Every lash, every cut, every sexual encounter.. Was THE most aggressive I've ever experienced. Anf that said something because I could handle holding back alot when it came to pain, but this was.. Different.

Ryder's presence was there and I could even smell his scent and I knew he had come back. "Ryder," I screamed. It seemed like some time before he came but he finally found me and when he untied me and unchained me, I fell to the floor instantly. He put his hoodie on me and proceeded to carry me out and into the Nova he drove and he took me to the hospital. He never left the hospital once for anything. If he had no piss, he'd open the window and piss outside when nobody was really around or paying attention.

Every nightmare I had, he was there for. Every time I just freaked out when I was touched, he was there. I remember waking up in the middle of the night and having mental slight mental breakdowns, he was there for me. There always felt something off about it though, somehow. I couldn't describe it but it felt.. EVIL somehow.