Darkness and despair were the only things that existed within these walls that I am trapped inside of. Screams could be heard from every room that is used for undescribable torture. Red was the only color that was seen besides black. Red, the color of blood.
My hands were chained to two large beams that stuck out of the ground. I can't even remember how long it's been since I was brought here. I could count about thirteen nails that were jabbed into my arms and legs. I guess they were just eager to hear someone scream. Or maybe they just wanted to see fresh blood. Either way, it hurts like hell.
I always think about the adventures that Hiro and I went on. That is the only thing that keeps me sane, but I'm scared that I'll eventually run out of adventures to remember. I'm actually more terrified of losing my memories altogether. I don't want to forget myself, my mother, Gleam, the adventures...Hiro. No. I can't. I have to keep myself from losing it. I can't give in. If I do, I'll end up corrupted. I'll never get to be with Hiro if I'm corrupted...no...I can't...
How long has it been now? Five days? Ten? A million? I've lost count. I can't see daylight in here. All I can see are people's limbs getting chopped off. I see it happen everyday, so I'm used to it. I think the last guy had two knives slowly drilled into his eyes until it poked his brain. He started shouting nonsense that didn't even make sense. I wonder if I'll end up like that if I stay here for long enough. I can't imagine it though...
"How's our little kitten doing?"
I looked up to see him walking to me. He wore a black coat and black pants with rips in them. They were both stained with blood. His teeth were as sharp as the fangs of a wolf and his eyes were an alluring, blood red. His eyebrows were trimmed to look like razors and his hair was a dark grey and was spiked up; also like razors.
"Go insane yet?" he asked.
"I'll be dead before I go insane you damn fool." I said.
I wasn't at all worried about the way I spoke to him. To be honest, I think he actually likes it that way. He's such a fucking perv.
"I don't get you," he said. "You know that I can do whatever I want to you. I could torture you, kill you, violate you, yada yada yada, and yet you still have the nerve to talk down to me like that."
"It's your own fault ya retard. I'm chained all the way up here, so of course I'm going to 'talk down' to you."
I couldn't help but chuckle from that.
"Yes, that is a good point," he said. "I like it this way though. Your more...exposed like this."
I licked his lips and let out a sadistic laughter. This guy made me want to puke. Unfortunately, I don't get fed much here. Therefore, I don't have much to puke.
"I can't wait to see you break," he said. "I hope I get to see you scream in complete agony as your innocent body becomes completely corrupted by darkness and despair. Uuuuumnnggh...it makes my heart race just thinking about it!"
"You'll be on a cane before that even becomes a possibility." I said.
"Of course, there are 'other ways' to make you scream." he said running his hands up my legs.
Great, not this again. He does this every damn time and it always ends the same. He eventually stops before his hands reach the good stuff and expects to see a scared expression on my face. I'll admit that it did scare me the first few times, but after that it became too predictable.
"That would be too boring though," he said taking his hands off my legs. "I want to see pain caused by your own mind. Seeing someone deteriorate just makes me want to cum so badly."
He started twitching all over while closing his legs with his hands in between them.
"Come where," I asked sarcastically. "Come to your senses?"
"Maybe I'll come at your face." he said with a disgusting smirk.
"What, you want to fight or something?"
I could tell that he was getting pissed over my sarcasm because I could see veins popping out of his head.
"Tsk! You've become nothing but a bore to me." he said
"That's what you get for doing the same thing to me everytime you work up the nerve to come and visit me." I said.
He turned his back and started to walk away.
"You will give in eventually," he said. "And when you do..."
"You'll come at my face." I said holding in a laugh.
"Keep that attitude up and see what happens. I'll be sure to bring a dagger next time."
And with that, he left the room and closed the doors.
I never heard him say that before. Truth be told, I'm still a little terrified of him. I have to do whatever it takes to not give in.
I started to remember the kiss that I shared with Hiro. The one I shared with him in the cave. He doesn't know it, but I knew what was going on all along. All that dust did was help me give in to my desires. I got naked in front of him and kissed him deeply for a while. When my senses came back, I was so embarrassed I wanted to die. But of course, Hiro just acted like a gentleman and pretended that nothing happened. It was at that moment when I knew that he had feelings for me. I was so happy when I found out that it was true. I've started to develop feelings for him after about a year. I guess seeing his smiles and his adventurous attitude for so long was enough to cause my heart to pound so hard. I did everything I could to keep myself under control. All I could ever think about doing was push him on a bed in an empty room. I want to be with him again. I can't live without him. I want to know more about him in ways other than talking. I want to hold him. I want to kiss him. I want him to hold me. I want him to kiss me. I want him to say that he loves me. And I want him to have sex with me. Now I don't mean to sound like a damsel in distress or anything, but I hope that he saves me. I just want to feel his warm touch again, and never ever let it go...