Voldemort's Hufflepuff Daughter (on hold)

Ch 15 torture

(hears a warning there is torture and blood. this is a warning because i don't want people who aren't good with violence to not know what's going on.)

Freya's P.O.V:

When I looked up at him I saw disgust in his eyes, but pain in his eyes. He didn't want to hurt me. I just found his weakness. If he hurts me I have to torture him by screaming as gruesomely as I can, and saying hurtful things. I can tell he doesn't want to hurt me if that doesn't work. I can just ask him to stop. We were staring at each other and I could tell he wasn't in the mood for games today. As he picked me up with one hand I got suspended into the air instead of being dragged. He practically threw me into a chair and the next thing I knew he was injecting me with a needle. Apparently it was to make me sleep because I fell asleep and when i woke up i was tied to a chair. I dont get why he had to wake me up just to put me back to sleep but whatever. I looked around to see him looking at me. As he walked towards me I couldn't help but glare at him. "Why did you wake me up to put me back to sleep?" I snarled at him. He looked at me up and down and smirked "so i could ruff you up before your real torcher begins". I knew it. As we sat in silence I was getting bored. "So are you just going to sit there watching me?" I asked , kinda creeped out he was just watching me. "I'm thinking, so shut up" he snapped at me. I began thinking of spells I could use to get myself out of the rope and running, even though I didn't have my wand i did have my mouth. He started walking over to me, as he did he wasn't sad anymore he was... bloodthirsty. It was scary the hungry look in his eyes. As I was forecasting on him he ws forecast on me too. "I'm going to torcher you so bad you'll be forced to join me" he whispered in my ear once he got close enough. It sent a chill down my spine. As I felt a fire like feeling run through my body I screamed. It hurt so bad it was like my body was tearing apart or like I was being stabbed repeatedly in different places all at once with blow torched knives. It felt as if I was touching the sun. i was screaming bloody murder. It twitched inside my body. After what felt like a year he stopped and I realized I was crying. He had used the cruciatus curse on me. As i calmed down i realized i had seriously underestimated what he was going to do to me. As I looked up at his face he was SMILING. How could he smile at this. I was in pain, his little girl. His only child. How could he be laughing about my screams. I was wrong, he does want to hurt me. Then he left me there. As time passed I decided to sleep, there was no point in staying awake. Besides I would need rest for what was going to come. I just knew it. I woke up to water being thrown at my face. As i couldnt breath I tried to move when I remembered that I was bound down so I just trashed my head in hopes the water would get out of my face. Once I could open my eyes I looked up to see he had decorated the walls with different weapons or torcher devices. There was a wip, a breast ripper (which i sincerely hoped was just there to scare me), a saw, a tongue tearer, a boot(A/N believe me if you google this it rather ummm.... terrifying), nails, and an electric wire with a clip at the end. There was also a bucket in front of the wall, there was a fire inside of it and a pole that was inside the bucket. What I saw made me want to puke. I was terrified. Was he going to use all of it on me. Where did he get all this. Am I going to die? He looked at my terrified expression and said something that relieved me but made me scared for the future. "Ill use most of this on you once you're older, '' he said with a smile. "The ones I will use on you know are the wip, pole, nails, and electric wire". This made my heart drop. If i didn't die i was going to wish i did. As he pulled out another syringe I got kinda scared the liquid wasn't the same color as the other one. "What does that do? '' I asked in a shaky voice. "It's a nummer, they use it in surgery so the patient doesn't feel it" he replied in a calm voice. He infected it into my hands and I was wondering why until he pulled out the nails. As he injected them underneath her nails she felt nothing but she did see the blood flow out. An hour later the pain came. It was slowly creeping up on me, as I looked down at the dried blood and I felt the excruciating pain as it slowly crept onto my hands. I started crying. The pain was overwhelming. I screamed and my "father" looked up from his book and smiled at my screaming. As I realized some of my nails had come off I almost blacked out. Half because of pain and half because it was disgusting. As i went in and out of consciousness i saw him coming closer and closer to me. As I woke up after not even a minute he was ripping out the nails out of my skin. I screamed once again. It felt like there was a heartbeat in my fingers. As my fingers felt like they were thumping and felt like they were burning, I felt a warm painful liquid run down my fingertips. It was my red blood. It felt nice but also very very painful." would you like to join me yet, i will continue if you don't" he said with a smile. "I will never join scum like you" i seid and after that I spit in his face. He was crouching down right infront of me so it was easy to do that. As he whipped the spit off of his face he looked pissed. "Alright then i guess i'll have to start questioning you" he said with a smile like he knew i wasn't going to tell without a little torcher. "Who did you tell about me" he sneered. "No one" I lied. I knew that this would get me torched even more but I don't want to have my friends in danger. "Your such a liar again who did you tell" he said the last part more forcefully. As he was saying that he graded the pole inside the fire bucket. Half of it was bright red and as he got closer i could feel the heat.