Don't Tell Me My Fate (FarCry5)

Hell Is Empty

It was still daytime when Jacob had left her there and the sun was almost rising again before Ivy managed to relax at all. After maybe fifteen minutes of actual sleep, Ivy awoke to the motion of being jostled around, hesitantly opening her eyes, she spied Jacob fiddling with keys while holding her arms, still bound to the frame of the cheap bed. The feel of her wrists loosening and becoming free from their uncomfortable position was as euphoric as it was agonizing, she hissed through grit teeth as they fell free and pulled her hands close to herself, massaging where the cuffs had dug into her flesh and wincing at her reddened skin. The sound of breathing came from beside her and she peered up, meeting Jacob's eyes and swallowing hard. He looked as pissed off as ever but the images of last night's brawl that became far too intimate was still fresh on Ivy's mind.
Jacob flung a set of clothes on the bed next to her feet and turned to leave.
"Get dressed and be ready by the door in five minutes" he ordered in a tone she assumed he used for his soldiers before slamming the door behind him.
Ivy kept her gaze fixed on where he'd just been stood.
Was he going to act as nothing happened? Maybe he was pissed she stopped him. He probably does this with all the people he can and never gets denied.
Shaking her head in a lame attempt to force her thoughts away, she climbed out of bed, noticing her leg wasn't as painful as it had been before, giving it a few test bends before stripping off the clothes she'd worn since the morning she took the outpost with Wheaty. God, that felt like so long ago.
He'd left her a faded pair of jeans and a plain black tee, for a moment she wondered if they were his before raising the shirt and realizing they were her size.

Plodding into the open living area near the front door, Ivy's gaze fixed on the area of the floor that Jacob had her pinned to the night before, noticing nail marks in the laminate, she must have clawed at it while Jacob was grinding his knee into her.
A clunk startled her and her eyes shot to a cup placed next to her then to Jacob as he walked away. He'd set a fresh cup of coffee on the table beside her before retreating to the other side of the kitchen to drink his own.
She stood awkwardly for a moment, just observing him sip away at his coffee and gaze out of the window to the path they'd stopped at the day previously.
"Err... thanks" Ivy mumbled, just loud for him to hear, lifting the cup and taking a sip. She hated coffee, but her throat was like the Sahara and caffeine was probably going to be useful after her restless night.
He didn't reply, just remained focused on the path outside.
"Joseph on the way?" Ivy inquired sheepishly. Hopefully if she could get him talking, it wouldn't be so stiflingly awkward.
"Yep" he replied hastily, as if conversing with her was the most tedious experience he'd been forced to suffer through.
Ivy sighed at his dismissive tone and realized she needed to pee.
"Where's the bathroom?" she asked as politely as possible, worried he'd deny her if she came across as rude or demanding.
He turned away from the window and his eyes bore into hers before his head tilted slightly as he were trying to solve a particularly challenging riddle.
Jacob gestured his hand to the door next to the one she'd been stuck in for hours on end and Ivy smiled awkwardly before turning and heading for it.
"If you go outta the window in there..." his deep voice rumbled through the cabin and Ivy froze in place "I won't send my hunters for you. I'll find you myself, I won't use bliss... Or arrows... I'll use my rifle and I'll aim for your fuckin' head" he spoke in a tone full of malice, almost hatred and Ivy almost relieved herself right there, truly believing his threat to blow her head from her shoulders. The man she had argued and fought with, the man who had so passionately kissed her and had been so close to making her come less than twenty four hours ago now seemed like a different person, she barely knew him, but the stark contrast of Jacob to Jacob Seed was terrifying and Ivy flew into the bathroom before slamming the door and pressing her forehead against it, panting like she'd run five miles instead of feet to the bathroom. Tears filled her eyes as she realized how truly intimidating the man was, instead of letting herself cry though, she did her best to blink them away and she got angry - no - furious at his treatment and his vile words. Her emotions were out of control and had been since she'd flown into this fucking hell hole county.
How dare he act like I'm in the wrong when HE kissed ME. Does he want me to beg for forgiveness? Asshole. We'll see who's weak when I inform his precious brother about his attempt to fuck me.
She relieved herself, finally and left the bathroom, still completely wrapped up in her anger, but also bordering tears at a seconds notice.
He was guarding the door outside the bathroom and he moved away as she exited.
"You're listening to me pee now" she questioned, though obviously a rhetorical one.
He scoffed and strolled back to his brother lookout point. Ivy's temper was still flaring and she just couldn't help herself. Self control never being one of Ivy's qualities.
"You know what really just... gets me..." she hissed at him, still far away enough to run back to the bathroom with a lock if he decided to charge her. He didn't respond, she didn't expect him to but continued anyway "is the fact that YOU kissed ME... and now you're acting like I killed your fucking dog or something! Seriously, Jay, I know you keep people in cages and screw around with their heads but really... how fucked up are you?" she spat, preparing to run after his resolve snapped.
Jacob turned slowly, eyes bluer than she'd seen them before, full of rage but she refused to let herself be afraid. If he killed her, her brother would kill him, and it may be a worthy sacrifice given all she'd heard about his trials, his brainwashing and his utter indifference towards human life. Burning eyes watched her for a moment, examining her features, her body before finally resting menacingly on her own.
"Shut. The fuck. Up" he snarled, face similar to a wolf closing in on skittish prey. "Sit your ass down and wait for Joseph. You really think I give a shit about kissing you? You're nothin' special... Would've been a quick fuck to keep you quiet. Pretty sure those noises you made weren't out of anger, were they, pup? I hear another word escape your annoying little mouth; I'll show how the people I keep in cages are treated, I wouldn't mind making you a mindless tool for me. I could probably get ya to kill your brother after a while,... wouldn't that be something?" his snarling turned to a mocking growl as his burgundy knife flipped over his hands, an obvious threat.
Ivy stood, shaking with anger and breathing through her nose as they glared at each other from opposite sides of the room, even the sound of the door swinging open didn't stop their contest of wills. Jacob was the first to remove his death stare as his brother's voice broke through the tension that filled the room.
"Jacob" his soothing drawl, full of concern at walking on in the violent display filtered into Ivy's now burning hot ears, too.
Jacob didn't respond, visibly trying to calm himself before addressing his younger brother.
"Is something the matter?" he questioned, glancing between Ivy and Jacob, clearly confused at their obvious conflict.
"Nope" Jacob finally responded, looking at Joseph before gesturing a haphazard hand towards Ivy. "You wanted this one, here she is, safe and sound" Jacob declared.
Joseph looked between them once again and nodded apprehensively, still curious as to what had transpired between the two of them here, such animosity in such a short span of time.
"I gotta get back to the center, Joseph" Jacob grumbled.
"Of course, brother, you have done well. Thank you for keeping her safe in my absence" Joseph responded before bringing their foreheads together in their trademark show of affection, Ivy cringed at the sight, recalling how Joseph had done the same with her back during their introduction in his church.
Jacob gave one last resentful glance back at Ivy before disappearing out into the blinding sunlight.
Joseph moved in front of Ivy, eyes full of concern, a small smile pulling at his lips when her eyes caught his, she'd managed to put to the back of mind just how intense his gaze was and it immediately put her more on edge, they full of danger and yet so magnetic, hypnotizing in a morbidly fascinating way.
He raised his long fingers to her chin and she furrowed her brow as he turned head from side to side, examining her features, seemingly checking for any damage.
"Are you alright?" he questioned softly, as if he weren't there to take her against her will.
"I'm fine" Ivy lied, Jacob's disgusting threats still banging around inside of her disheveled brain.
"Very well, we should depart then" he sighed, before two men entered in behind him, and bound her once wrists once again. Ivy didn't fight, despite her muscles screaming in pain at the unwelcome yet now familiar position, she didn't see the point and just wanted to get out of goddamn Whitetail mountains. Her brother was out there, free now and probably already searching for her. Getting blissed trying to fight off these freaks didn't seem like a smart idea.
Stay aware of your surroundings, Ivy. Keep a level head. Forget Jacob Seed.
Jack won't let them steal you for long.