"I remove your perfectly functioning kidney to donate it to the less fortunate." He explained still smiling. I grab the nearest wall just to not collapse in front of him.
"Without my approval?" I asked, didn't have the strength to lash out at him at this moment. But if I do I bet I'm already strangling his neck for him to die.
"Why would I need it?" The tone of his voice changed. I gritted my teeth, seething with anger. How could he?!
"BECAUSE THIS IS MY BODY!" I roared at his face as I took a step forward, teeth clashing. I already forgot the burning pain I'm feeling with the sudden adrenaline rush.
That I regretted immediately.
"BUT I AM THE BOSS HERE!" He retaliated as he grab me by my neck and push me to the wall. He basically growled at me like an animal. "You don't have a say in this baby girl." He warned me, face dangerously close. He put more force as he strangle my neck and I do everything I could, even scratching his hands, his arms and face as I feel my feet pushed up from the ground.
"You are so ungrateful." He said and stared at my face in agony. He smirked as he traced his fingers in my left cheek. "All of you are ungrateful." He whispered. I tried to push him away but I don't have enough strength to do so.
"G-get...o-off, of m-me..." I managed to say and he shook his head but then eventually released me. My body dropped on the ground with a painful thud and I lay there with an overwhelming need of oxygen.
"I am disappointed baby girl," He started as he squat down in front of me, watching me practically one step to dying. "I saved you, you know." He said as he lifted me off the ground and tucked me at my bed like him strangling me a second ago didn't happened.
"I gave you a new heart," I flinched when his fingers patted my hair and his reaction immediately change. "BUT YOU ARE ANGRY AT ME JUST BECAUSE OF A F*CKING KIDNEY?" He then shouted and stand up as I cowered in fear and make myself small as possible. I can't even breathe properly because of the tension.
But I get his twisted logic there.
"You have two of them!" He snarled at me, then his expression calmed again as he sit back at the side of my bed. "Ah, that's why the world would never be a better place for it's full of hypocrites." He spat, emphasizing the word hypocrite at the end and I can't help but laugh.
Damn, he's the one to say.
"And what about you? What are you then?" I asked, amused at the fact that he was talking big about the world and shit when he's also a hypocrite himself.
What a great logic.
"Well, I'm here to punish the likes of you." He said and smiled. He tapped my shoulders as he stood up again, still looking down at me. "To give you the taste of your own medicine." He then step out of the room but not before smirking, a meaningful smirk like he knows something that made my fake smile dropped.
No, he definitely know something.
Does he...?
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After a long agonizing period of time by myself, grunting and moaning in pain I heard a static sounds again. I perked up, confused. I don't even know what time is it now.
"Hello." That same deep and husky voice again, but not like before it actually gave me goosebumps now. What is he up to? "It's playtime." He said as if he knows that I just asked.
Playtime?
I hope it's not what I think.
I listened at the static sounds as sweats began to form in my forehead. I feel like the sound is physically scratching my ears and I began to rub it and ease it from throbbing. This is like when the protagonist in a horror movie wait stupidly in front of the TV for the ghost to come out of it.
Then kill him.
"My dear Aurelia," I gasped, I didn't noticed that the crazy doctor are already in the room. His smile widened because of that. I bet my pale face just show the fear, terror and pain that he definitely crave and love.
"Don't call me that." I hissed at him. My own name feels foreign to my ears when he's the one saying it. He frowned and step forward causing me to flinched unintentionally. He smiled again, maybe internally laughing at my strong facade but then flinching at a very little movement.
Damn, why my body just don't cooperate with my mind?
"But it's your name." He said and took a step, and then again and one more until he's in front of me. He have a very long stride not just because of his long legs but because he is happy and excited for some reason. "Or do you actually want me to just call you baby girl?" He asked. My face basically crunched up in disgust and his face changed yet again.
"Nevermind, you don't have a say in anything remember?" I just stay silent as he towered over me, looking so serious. He smiled after a while and the tone of excitement in his voice is back. "Oh, it's actually playtime now." He said as if he just remembered and dragged me out of the room. He really didn't care about my weak body or even the fact that I have just become a 'donor'.
What an ass.
He walked and lead the way to a familiar hallway. I'm actually surprised that the simple house I saw before have hallways and many rooms.
I shrudder as we walked to the room where he tortured me with a whip earlier. It is silent, dark and like before there's this rotten-like smell in the air.
And I now know why is that.
"Why are we here?" I quietly asked, the dread is killing me. He abruptly turned back at me with a wide smile that cause my poor heart to beat rapidly.
F*ck, he looks like those psychos in the movies.
Well, understandable, because he's actually a psycho.
"It's playtime." He smirked and before I could even open my mouth to say something he already grabbed my face to push me to the nearest wall. I choked on my own breath as he banged me to the wall again like the first one is not enough. The world started to spin around me.
"L-let g...o" I said, voice muffled by his large hands. I tried to resist and wriggle but it's just no use. He smirked widely at my failed attempts and maybe also because he can feel how I'm physically trembling from fear and pain he's inflicting.
"Beg." He said. The glint of amusement in his eyes is enough to make me actually vomit. He retracted his hands from my face and I fall down from it.
But it seems like he's really twisted because instead of feeling disgusted by the fact that he just made me vomit, he laughed.
"It's a first time." He said like he cannot believe it. He turned his gaze at me and I shrink back in fear. "I really looove your reaction, baby girl." He added, dragging the word 'love' longer and stepped closer.
"Now, where were we?" He asked but never wait for my answer as he chained my feet to the wall and assist me to stand up as he also chained both of my hands. I didn't try to resist because I know it's futile.
I know I can't run away.