* TRIGGER WARNING!! *
This scene contains mention of abuse and rape. Please do not read if this effects you! Skip to the next chapter!
They push me from the chair and I collapse onto the floor. My instincts scream at me to run, to fight, but it's pointless. They'll catch me and punish me with they're sadistic ways - assuming I can even reach anywhere outside this room- but that's even if I have any energy left to use besides breathing. Oh how I wish I was just that 5 minutes faster. I would've gotten it, I wouldn't be here, I would've been free.
A deep chuckle beside me brings me out of my comforting thoughts. Oh no. When did he get here?
"Ready to talk yet?" the bastard asks, amusement evident in his sickening voice.
"Rot... In... Hell..." I pant out, still trying to catch my breath after my rigorous beating.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Malyshka, what do I have to do to get you to talk to me?" [Baby girl] I can hear his patience running thin, and I brace myself for more severe beatings than I've just received.
"Fuck you! You heartless beast!" I screaming, venom dripping from my words and my anger surging from hearing that name that I used to love oh so much, the name that I now hate with every fibre of my being, the name that causes so much pain. It reminds me of everything I so blindly supported. He kicks my stomach and I land on my back, pain shooting throughout my spine.
"Oh trust me. You'll get your fuck. Just not from me. You see, there's someone that wants some fun with you." he states like it's the most normal thing in the world. A gut twisting smirk appears on his cracked lips when I furrow my eyebrows, until I see my nightmare, and reality sets in.
"Akh Vladimir. Vot ty gde. Ya kak raz sobiralsya zapoluchit' tebya. Malyshka, you remember my brother, right?" [ah Vladimir. There you are. I was just about to get you.]
"You can't be serious. He-"
"I am dead serious. My men couldn't get it out of you, I can't get it out of you, maybe he can get it out of you." his voice is cold, no emotion is heard from him, and that's when I know. I have officially lost him. I've lost him, and all my chances at escaping goes with him.
"Veselis' brat. Ya vernus' k 12:00." [Have fun brother. I'll be back by 12am.] And then he turns to leave.
Have fun? HAVE FUN? How much of a heartless dick an he be?!
"I was wrong." I say calmly, making him stop, turning to face me with a cocked eyebrow.
"You was wrong?" he asks, his voice still emotionless.
"Yes. I was wrong. Your not a heartless beast. Ty besserdechnyy monstr!" [You're a heartless monster!] I scream.
He smirks at me. He fucking SMIRKS?! What is wrong with him?!
He walks over to me and I gulp. His smirk widens and he leans down to me level, my finally calm breathing now becoming fearful breathes.
"I may be the monster that haunts your dreams and thoughts. But my brother? He's going to create an entirely different monster that makes me look like a teddy bear."
And with that, he pulls my in painfully by neck as I try -and fail- to fight of the kiss he gives me.
"Gotta add fuel to the fire." he whispers, pushing me back down, then gets up and leaves without a single glance back at us.
"We're going to have sooo much fun. You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this."
And with that, he roughly grabs me by my hair and pushes me onto the bed and pulls out rope from a bag that I didn't see he walked in with. He grips my arm so hard, I know it's going to bruise. He ties it at one end, and attaches the other end to the metal bed frame, which is in the same room where I've been ruthlessly pummelled for the past month.
Once all four of my limbs are tied down, Vladimir goes back into the bag, grabbing scissors and a gun. He puts them in his suit and locks the door. I keep trying to free myself, wriggling and moving to get out, and I get free and go to run. Vladimir pulls a gun from his suit and I freeze. He gets four pairs of handcuffs from the bag and makes his way over to me, all the while the gun is still pointed at me.
"Nice try love, but I'm too fast."
He then secures all my limbs to the bed post. I try freeing myself once again, but it's no use. This time, I'm trapped.
Vladimir uses his body weight to pin me down as he cuts off what little clothing I have on. I try screaming and kicking him, but nothing works. I jolt my head forward one last time and I catch his nose. My victory is short lived as he slaps me across the face and I scream. He takes this as an opportunity to stick his disgusting tongue into my mouth and kiss me. Repulsed, I try and pull away, only to be met by the this mattress and more force from Vladimir.
"There's no where to run to, detka." [baby.]
"Fuck you! You sick prick!"
"Oh don't worry detka, I plan on it."
I want to scream for help, but there isn't any point, no one can hear me, and I'm sure this sicko gets off on my misery. He gets off me and begins to rapidly strip his clothes off, carelessly throwing them where ever. A single tear escapes my eye, but no sounds are made.
"Come now, detka. There's no need for tears yet, I haven't even started." he smirks, wiping it away with his thumb.
Once everything is on the floor, he gets back on top of me and leaves disgusting kisses down my body. Upon reaching my pussy, he smirks while looking me dead in the eye, and I cringe. Apparently satisfied by this action, he spits on it, his repulsive spit acting as lube.
Maintaining eye contacts, he plunges two fingers into me and I wince, refusing to make too much noise and satisfy his perverted ways. Realising he won't get what he wants from me, he licks his fingers cleans with a 'pop' sound. He then growls and hovers over me once again.
"I know what you're doing. Stop. Now. It's pissing me off." Vladimir grits.
"That's the point suka." [bitch.] I spit.
Without warning, he slams into me and I let out a pained scream.
I shoot up and let out a pained scream that matches the one I remembered making moments ago. I frantically search my surrounding only to see my empty bedroom. I bring my legs up to my chest and try to calm my breathing down. I rest my head on my knees as I let out a sigh of relief.
It was just a nightmare.