bittersweet,

a loser's game

He began to tighten rope around her wrists to the radiator, tight enough to leave burn marks, not that it would even matter. She was now entirely immobilised, crying out for anyone that could hear her. It was almost ironic, maybe if her father wasn't so rich, they would be living in a normal apartment, with neighbours who would hear her cries and could come and save hear. It really wasn't playing in her favour right now, no one would be able to hear her, even if it was daytime.

Bakugou left to the bathroom for a couple of seconds, leaving her there, before re-entering holding a tooth extractor, just visible for her to see. "No!" she began to shake, moving so she was sitting upright, her arms tied up above her, frantically moving her legs around.

He sighed. "You're only making it worse for yourself"

He went over to the bed, picking up a large white pillow before crouching down in front of her. He lifted up her legs to put the pillow below her thighs.

"Is that more comfortable?" he smiled at her, she didn't react, confused by his sudden friendliness. Once again, he left the room, this time for longer.

Scrambling around, she tried her hardest to escape whilst she still could. Maybe if she could find somewhere to hide, she would be safe. Her attention was averted to the tooth extractor as it lay just meters away from her. Stretching her legs out as far as she could, her toes just millimetres away, a gasp escaping her when she finally touched it. Swinging her leg, she kicked it to the side, hiding it underneath the bed. A glimpse of hope creeped into her mind but quickly shattered as Bakugou re-entered the room holding a kitchen knife.

Her breathing began to rapidly increase. "You shouldn't have kicked me." he said, emotionless, as he kneeled down next to her. He picked up the knife he left on the dresser and held it in his left hand, whilst holding the other in his right hand. As his arms gradually began moving upwards, she began to scream, but it was already too late. He swung the knives downwards, impaling her thighs.

Frozen, her pupils dilated as she stared down at the knife handles protruding from her legs, her torn muscles bubbling with blood. The only sound was Bakugou's heavy breathing. The blood began to trickle down her legs, either side, overflowing onto the once white pillow. Bakugou watched as she began to shriek with pain.

"Now-" he cut off once realising the tooth extractor was no where to be seen. He scanned the room before looking back at her frozen figure.

"Where the fuck is it?" he spat, wrapping his big hands around her neck, small enough to crumble in his hands. "You think I'm fucking playing around here?"

She shook you head frantically, regret filled her, "I'm sorry, please! It's under the bed." What was worse? Her telling him where it was or what he would do to her if she didn't. He glared at her once more before reaching under the bed and finding it.

She pleaded, repeatedly apologising, but it was of no use. He sat down next to her, looking down at her thighs and scoffing. "It will be no good if you bleed out."

Getting up, he got a pack of bandages from the bathroom before kneeling down next to her. Pain overwhelmed her as he slowly slid the knives out from her, the feeling of her legs being ripped open even further on the way out. He began carefully wrapping the bandages around each leg, stroking her thigh lightly afterwards.

"This will be fun." he grinned at her.

As much as she wanted to scream at him right now, call him a pathetic psycho or something like that, she knew better. She would only be causing herself more harm.