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I jerked my eyes open as the cold water hit my face. It was freezing cold and the pounding in my head ached my insides.
"Wake up. I can't wait anymore," a voice rasped.
It was hard to keep my eyes steady to see clearly, as the place only has a dim light that brought out a nauseous feeling. I found myself being tied to a chair. And there someone was surfing things on the table about ten feet away from me. I could barely see his back. The light was so dim that it started to hurt my eyes from trying so hard to focus. Micheal???
My throat was dry and I was shaking because this place was freaking cold and I was being splashed with water a minute ago. He turned on the lights making me shrink back as much as I can.
I didn't dare to crack a voice.
The way he was calming already scared the shit out of me. It felt like forever when he finally turned around.
Michael wearing spectacles?? I've never seen him with spectacles. I narrowed my eyes to focus but his eyes were so distracting. Something wasn't normal.
He didn't look at me instead he walked up to me with a syringe. I flinched at the sight of the syringe. Unwanted tears started to form again. I cried out as he held my arm and lifted my sleeve for injection. I struggled like a wild animal. No. Not the needle. Not the fucking needle!
"Shhh. This will ease the pain," he mumbled softly but I noticed the change in his voice, which I shook off and didn't care either...
Why? Was I a useless toy to do whatever he wanted? I turned away from him as I didn't want to see his face and all of suddenly feeling vulnerable for everything... Why was I so weak?? I got no say in all of this???
A voice boomed, " Everything ready?" Wasn't it,... Micheal???
What? But he was here. I looked up at the guy in front of me. He made a face but quickly go away and be replaced by an emotionless one.
Was I dreaming? Then a guy emerged from the dark making my breath hitched, Michael.
They were twins?! Twins?! My mouth hangs open. What on earth!!!
" Vivan, meet my brother, Daniel." He said with monotone. What the actual fuck! They got almost the exact same voice.
"Well, then, I'll catch up with you later," that Daniel guy said to Michael and he walked away into darkness leaving me alone with Michael.
The real Michael.
He and his twin got real identical features but not the eyes.
Michael pulled the chair in Infront of me and sat down seemed amused." You know? You're the cutest thing I have ever seen,-" His hands reached out for my cheek which I flinched immediately,
"- The very first second I saw you, the fate has written, I knew you are meant to be with me," he said calmly.
"But, you. You keep defying me. Just- Just obeying my words for your own good??? " He said while cocking his head to the sideway, making me whimper.
I already knew where this was leading...
"You disrespected me. And most importantly, you stopped me from killing that fucker. What's so important about him, huh!!!!??? " He suddenly becomes furious mentioning Sam, the blonde guy.
He grabbed my jaw so harshly making me wince in pain. " What? Are you falling in love with him, already?! Speak, you whore! " He shouted.
I squeezed my eyes shut. I knew that I was fucked up now. Michael was a jealous freak without a claim over my soul. He almost choke me to death when I shouted to him that I had a boyfriend...I wasn't thinking straight at that time...Which I ended up in an unconscious state with a broken arm...
He growled and yanked a fist of my hair making me scream." You ungrateful whore!!! " He was slapping me so hard that I could taste my blood.
"Fucking answer me," he yelled. But I didn't answer because I knew it would make him worse. I better let him take out his wrath on me. I was shivering but stayed quiet. The wrong move could fuel his anger. I never got to guess which was the right move either...
He got up...I knew what was coming... The unbuckling noises filled the room leaving me breathless.
Wasting no more time. He started to hit my legs.
"I fucking told you to stay there,"
"You ran towards me just to save that fucker you just met,"
"And you aimed me with a gun,"
" I'm your owner who fed you over a year,"
"And there you were defending a stranger,"
" You worthless, whore,"
"Hahaha, scream as much as you want,"
He was beating me mercilessly. But this time was more intense. I couldn't feel my legs anymore.
It was obvious he was out of control as he didn't even bother fetching his favourite leather that wouldn't leave cuts. Now, I could feel the cuts and bruises.
Everything was in pain. My vision started to blurry but it didn't knock me out, it became unbearable.
When he was panting, he walked over to me and shook me, "No, love. You can't faint now. We are nowhere done. Something new is to be taught," my ears were ringing as his evil laughs filled up.
He yanked my hair again exposing my neck. He sucked my neck furiously. I was sure he was making painful hickeys again. He inhaled my hair deeply.
"Fuck! You had already made me calm down," he cursed and continued biting my sensitive skin.
I was no longer screaming. Actually, I couldn't scream anymore. I was thankful that he stopped hitting me with a belt. But I couldn't stop sobbing. He quickly removed the restraint from me and carried me somewhere. I couldn't open my eyes.
Now, I thought I knew what's the purpose of Daniel guy's injection. It was to keep me awake, while this cruel man torture me for his own sick pleasures. I felt something soft underneath me.
He laid me down on a bed. Soon after, he hovered me with kisses. He ripped my dress open and left me in my undergarments. I couldn't even move. My legs were numb.
I tried to struggle underneath him because he was also undoing his pants. I started to panic again. No. Was he planning to...?! No! I tried to push him but he kept straddling me.
His hand went down my private part making me squirm. I sobbed, " Please, no. No, "
" Relax, I just wanna show you something new," he said against my lips.
He was rubbing my private part. I felt so ashamed.
His one hand slipped under my underwear and rubbed along there while one hand was pinning down both of my hands above my head. He never stopped sucking and licking my face.
I felt so violated. He was doing it again... and I doubt he would stop this time.
I felt a weird sensation in my stomach. He kept his torture over my core. Was it pleasure? My stomach was knitting a knot.
But it was gone as his one finger pushed inside me slightly. I cried and he groaned, " So tight," He kept his hand not moving from that place.
"S- stop please," I said against his lips sobbing hard. I hated him. I hated all of these.
He pushed his finger further making me cry out, " Oh, my baby girl," he said breaking the kiss and going to kiss along my neck. He started pushing his finger in and out. No! No!! No!!!
It was burning. " Stop. It hurts. I'm begging you. Please," I pleaded.
He looked me dead in the eyes. Then he pulled out his hand and sucked. Ewww.
" Why aren't you enjoying it?" He said almost questioning himself.
"Mi-Micheal-" I whimpered at the callous grip on my thigh. " p-please..."
" Shut up! " His gazed fixed with my own as I silently plead him with my gaze.
I almost start full-blown breakdown at the cold texture of his shirt. He started rubbing the cloth along my forehead, and wasn't gentle with that behaviour. I didn't dare to look away from him as he silently but impatiently clean my face up.
He locked his gaze back at me and slowly leaned in... daring me to move... I couldn't even if I wanted to.
His lips slowly but roughly intruded my mouth while I gasped for air. He pulled away in just few seconds.
" Sleep now," he murmured, "Or we will continue this unfinished business,"
Luckily he got up from me and walked out of the room after pecking my lips.
Damien. His name was Damien all along.
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"He had intentionally been breaking the fierce gem into pieces and had unknowingly been decorating the pieces up into a canvas of his miseries."