Predator (DWT x OC)

7

"Hurry up"

Dream drags me back through the field, by my hands that are bound with rope in front of me. The rope is scratchy, rough and pulled far too tight, my hands tingling from lack of blood flow. My heart is beating a thousand miles a minute, and my palms are sweating. He hadn't even glanced at me since practically lying on top of me, after my desperate second attempt at escaping, one which I am regretting very deeply right at this moment.

A house comes into view, relatively large, but not obscene. I can't see anything I recognise around us, and I know that we must be deep in the wilderness, and the stupidity of my attempt to escape is beginning to dawn on me. Deep in enemy territory, alone, unarmed. Making it out of the house was only the first step. 

Dreams opens the front door and shoves me inside, forcing me to stumble and nearly fall face first into the timber flooring. Dick. I regain my balance and glance up, stomach sinking at the sight of Sapnap and George, still a little red in the both of their faces, staring directly at me. George's eyes are obscured by his glasses, but Sapnap's hold the same hungry glint as they did circling me back in the forest, a look that haunts my dreams. Eret strolls into the room, and upon seeing me, in all my captive glory, stops dead on the spot.

"Wha-"

"Someone decided that they would go for a little jog outside of their room. That same someone decided that they would also try and escape by kicking me in the balls and running away into the forest." Dream interrupts him, Eret's eyes widen behind his dark glasses, as Dream continues; "Luckily, while George and Sapnap were unable to prevent one little girl from escaping, I was able to restrain her and bring her back, ensuring we didn't lose valuable leverage in the, you know, whole war that's going on."

George and Sapnap both open their mouths to defend themselves, but Dream whips his head around to face them and they snap them shut instantly. I guess even his closest friends aren't immune from his rule. Eret laughs.

 "I told you she'd try and escape."

I irk at the way he talks like he knows me, like we were friends. Like anything was real. Dream's mouth presses into a thin line, clearly annoyed. 

"Well, she's going to have to learn to be obedient, and I'm more than happy to teach her. I'm not stupid Eret, I just thought George and Sapnap were capable of ensuring one girl doesn't escape out of the singular exit in this house, but I guess I was wrong." He snarls. Sapnap is glaring at the ground, fists balled tightly, George's arms are crossed over his chest. Eret snaps his mouth shut then quickly apologises, before leaving the room.

Dream grabs my bound hands and pulls me behind him, moving too fast for me to walk, as I trip over my own feet in attempt to keep up. Instead of going down the stairs, to the cell  that I was in before, he turns into another corridor, still angrily dragging me. He reaches a door and flings it open, pulling me inside. It's simple, a large bed in the middle, chests arranged neatly on the ground intermittently, next to the walls. The whole back wall is just a huge window, looking out onto a gorgeous river and forest. I'm entranced by the view, and the way it feels like you're in the forest. 

It's a really nice room. So why am I in here after pulling probably the one stunt that could have pissed off Dream the most? I look at him, confused, just too see a grin replacing his scowl. This cannot be good. I look around the room again, noting the clothes folded over the chair, the slightly rumpled covers on the bed, and the green jacket hanging on a hook.

Oh fuck.

"Since you can't be trusted in your own room, and since you couldn't do the one thing you were supposed to do, you'll be staying with me for now." He sounds way too happy about this and I feel enraged and nauseous at the same time. I have to live with him. It's a terrifying thought, and seeing as most of his interactions have involved him making me uncomfortable too levels that I didn't know existed, this is going to be a special kind of hell.

There's a million ways this goes wrong. A million ways I end up dead, just like every other person who's crossed him. 

"Oh, I can see you're pretty unhappy with this, but that's what you get; isn't it princess? Eret mentioned how much you liked your privacy, and I thought about how much I'd enjoy being so close to you, all the time." He taunts, revelling in my anger and disgust. I am going to claw Eret's eyes out. Or rip out his tongue. Or both. I've always needed privacy, and that slimy traitor knows that. There's a reason I slept in the freezing cold med bay, with the rock hard stretchers and itchy blankets, rather than share the warm caravan with the kids and comfortable beds. And now, on top of having to be in close quarters with a repulsive psychopath that's holding me hostage, I'm going to be surveilled, no doubt, around the clock, which severely impairs my ability to leave this shit hole. Basically, everything just hit new levels of rockbottom. 

Dream pulls off the rope from my wrists, and I can see they've been rubbed raw, skin pink and inflamed. I haven't moved, feet planted on the carpet, body tensed. He leans down, face far too close to mine. 

"The door locks from the outside, and I have a key on me at all times which allows me to get out.    When I'm not here, someone will be guarding the door, just incase you're somehow clever enough to pick the lock. If you be a good girl, you'll get some more freedom, maybe you can move into your own room. If you screw up again, you'll never see the light of day. You won't be able to fucking breathe without my permission. Got it?" He snarls. I swallow and nod, shaken from his threats. 

"Good"

He straightens up and turns. I glance up to see him pulling his shirt off.

I flinch and turn around, hoping to ignore him, ignore the implication. My face burns red, that horrible uncomfortable feeling sinking back into my stomach, churning the contents that are threatening to rise up in my throat. He laughs, and I can hear him continue to undress behind my turned back.

"Shy, princess?"

"There's literally a bathroom, like right there." I keep my eyes screwed shut as I turn and gesture vaguely in front me of me. Fear is chased away by sheer shock. 

"Why would I change in the bathroom, in my own room?"

"Maybe so that I don't have to be mentally scarred for the rest of my life?" I sputter, my face steadily burning even more. He laughs again, and I think he's dressed because I can't hear any more rustling. I jump as I feel his breath of my neck, and shut my eyes tighter.

"Oh trust me, you'd like me undressed Rosie."

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A/N ok so interesting punishment, but for Rosie it's actually really shit, and Dream being the master manipulator he his, knows this. We'll get to explore Rosemary's and Dream's dynamic a lot more with this new situation, as well as Rosemary and everyone else when they guard her door. Next chapter will be centred around Eret and L'manburg, because we can't forget what we're fighting for.

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