~the earth was destroyed. everyone and everything was now dead. you were ''lucky'' enough to be one of the last survivors in the outpost 3, which is ran by the bossy, sadistic Wilhemina Venable. you thought this was the end. but it's just the beginn...
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'Punishing me?' I raised my eyebrows and looked at her with a smirk formed in my lips
'That's right' She nodded 'And you better behave, we don't want this to get worse' She whispered close to my lips. I leaned in to kiss her but she pulled away 'No kisses'
'Wha-' She placed her finger on my lips
'I already told you once; You are not the one in charge here' She stated in that classic austere way of hers 'So you better listen to what I tell you to do. And trust me' She emphasised the last sentence. However, I didn't know if I trusted her enough. Not yet
She grabbed my waist, pushing me against the wall. I could feel her hands going further down on my body and I hesitantly grabbed her hand
'No... Stop' I said in a firm tone but her hands were still wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to her and I could feel her hot breath against my neck
God I do like her, I like her so much
'Stop, please!' I said louder this time and pushed her off of me. She kept looking at me with a confused expression on her face 'I-I'm sorry, I don't want to do this' I hid my face in my hands and sighed. She moved closer to me and grabbed my hand
'What's wrong?' She said in a caring tone that I haven't ever heard coming from her before but it felt so good
'Why do you want to do this?' She looked down at her feet and didn't answer to me 'Do you even like me?'
'I... don't know'
'Well I do know Ms. Venable. You don't like me. Not even a little bit. Yet, I really don't know why you enjoy treating me like shit all the time. Does this make you feel happy? Feel strong? More powerful than all of us in here? Does making everyone seem so weak make you feel good about yourself? I don't know who fucked you up this bad and made you feel so insecure about yourself, but I'm not trying to let you do the same thing to myself. I'm going back to my room' I turned my back to her and grabbed the door handle
'You don't know me so well like you think you do Y/N' I chuckled, with my back still turned to her
'I do know you better than you think I do Ms. Venable. And that's enough for me to create an image of who you are. I don't want to know anything else about you, I don't care enough to do so'
'Who the hell do you think you are in order to talk to me like that?' She stepped closer to me again 'You will regret this sooner or later' She grabbed my arm, digging her nails deep into my skin
