|Little Red|
"Lunch will be in a few minutes. Let the pain sink in to teach you a lesson about running off into the fucking snow." His growl echoes in the room, even as he leaves. I tugged at the collar around my neck, my whole body shakes from the growing pain. The collar is attached to a rope, almost like a leash- maybe it is a leash. The leash is attached to one of those lights. I've tried tugging at it, but it won't budge. What the fuck did he make this stuff out of?
Everything hurts. I pulled my knees up to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. My bare feet grazes the hard floor. Somehow, I can't help thinking this is my fault. But that can't be right. How can this be my fault? I didn't ask him to do anything for me. Sure, did I overreact by running my injured body into a patch of thick snow. Yeah, probably. That was not my smartest moment. I have a lot of those.
But I did not ask to be a prisoner. Sheesh, it's like a switch was flipped in his brain. He went all crazy on me. And his rules ….
His fucking rules are so stupid.
I kicked and thrashed my feet around. What is his problem? I don't want to be a mate. A wife. I'm only twenty two. I'm too young for this!
I want my freedom. I could almost taste it. It tastes like cold and animal skin. Not the freedom I was expecting. Asshole. He should watch his back…..
What am I even saying? What will I do? Break my wrist trying to fight him? I'd be fucking stupid. And I…. Am starting to think I might be one very stupid girl now that I think about it.
This pain is caused by mostly me. I was healing, then that bitch visited me and I just wanted to get away before I did something idiotic. Like falling in love.
That emotion doesn't belong in this world.
I scoffed, the wolf overreacted if you ask me. Did he think I would bend to his every beck and call? I wish I was that obedient. If I wasn't stubborn I would have eaten meat, and died a long time ago.
This world is full of selfish people. And even more selfish people. And MORE SELFISH PEOPLE.
Deep breaths, what were his rules again?
1: He demands honesty, I'm not allowed to lie ever.
As if. Who hasn't told a lie before? He's not serious about punishing me- my finger brushed against the thick leather strapped around my neck. Oh yeah, he's pretty serious.
2: I'm not allowed to go anywhere without him. What type of rule is that?
3: I should never go anywhere next to the front door.
4: Speak to no one unless permission is given by him.
5: He'll make a list of chores for me to do every day.
6: The weekends are for the farm.
7: I should only wear what he tells me too.
He had a few others that was also dumb.
He's treating me like a dog! I am not his pet. I am a person. You can't…. He can't do this to me! I escaped for a reason. I will not be forced to be some domesticated housewife.
The second he comes back in here, I'm going to-
The door creeks, smacking the side of the wall. I squeaked, clutching the leash and shoving my body closer to the wall. His neck tilts, and his eyebrows rise. I looked at the leash, hoping I didn't look like I was trying to escape.
My eyes struggled to return to the door where he stood. Chest rising, and the scent of pine wood surrounds him. Snow clings to his hair, and my shoulder suddenly feel worse. The spot he bit has been twitching with gut churning pain.
I had forgotten that he bit me like a wild fucking animal. I guess I shouldn't be surprised. Pfft, I'll tell him off. As soon as he's no longer in the room. Staring at me as though I'm his next meal.
My heart bounces from that thought.
Yeah, the pain is making me think crazy things.
"Why do you smell like that?"
His eyes darken. Is it weird that I can see my reflection in them? Oh lord, I am going to die tonight.
"Does it still hurt?"
I gritted my teeth, and forced out an answer. "Yes." One of his very dumb rules was obedience. Complete submission.
I wi-
Why is he looking at me like that?
I've had an hour or less to practice what to say to him, and somehow he unravels my ability to speak with a single took. I'm mentally unwell, yep. Time in captivity has made it difficult and illogical for me to think like a normal person.
"I'll get you some medicine and food. Then you're going to strip. And I will walk you to my bathroom."
"I think I can bathe myself."
"Mhm, can you? Did you think that was negotiable? Did I ask if you wanted me to bathe you? No, red, tell me. Did that sound like a question to you?"
Uh …. Every part of my body freezes as the lights begins to flicker. Thunder roars in the sky above, through the window I can see the dark is getting darker. I know it's noon, which means….
"I asked you a set of questions, little red." He emphasized on the little, stalking his way towards me. If I could melt into the wall, I would. If I could become one with the floor, you bet your ass I would.
I will do anything than to have this man sneer at me like I was disease. A piece of garbage on the side of the road.
This….this wolf is different from the one I met. That one, seemed easier to talk too. Him? No, he's all or nothing. Either I submit, or he will make me.
So I choose my next set of words with caution before stuttering them out. "N-n-no. I- uh- no, that wasn't a question."