Chains

Chapter 5

i wake up in something so comfortable. i hum in glee at the comfort before freezing....i'm not allowed to be comfortable. what the fuck is going on?! 

i sit up and look around the light, spacious room when the door opens, July walks in with a tray, walking streight over to me. i push away from him, i'm on a bed, the only time i'm ever on a bed is...... he places the tray in front of me and i see food, bacon, sausage, egg and this other pink square. tomatoes, "here." he smiles, sitting oposite me, cross legged. 

i nod and stand up, he looks in confusion, i take the knife and fork and cut some up before holding it to his mouth. keeping a flatt, emossionless expression, "no, hun, it's for you to eat." he says, pushing my hand back. i shake my head.

"i can't eat, if i eat i have to throw it back up again, master said." i say dully to him. this is one of the worst jobs i have. to feed him food while i have to survive on....little to non. 

"well i'm not master, petal." he simply says and takes the fork, turning it to me. i just stare at it. my mouth is wartering and my stomach is caving with hunger, hunger for this food right here. "you know you want it." he says, pushing it to my lips. my breathing escelates to which he pulls it away. i shake my head.

"no, eating has big punishments, i don't want to be punished, it hurts in more then one way and i don'r-" he shuts me up by pushing the food into my mouth. slipping the fork out while leving the food....

"your not getting punished. no one is hurting you, especially not master baby." he says softly. i gulp the food, feeling to need to eat that food, to inhale it grow as i eye it, "go on, eat it, i didn't make food for it to go to wast-" i don't care how i look, i grap the food and run away with it, "Rainbow?" he gets up to chase me, but i turn around and growl at him, shoving food into my mouth while i go into a small corner and protect my food, "hun, no one is taking your food-" he looks scared as he reaches to pet my hair but i quickly bit his hand as hard as i can, he gasps in pain, pulling away and stepping back.

"Mine!" i snap at him while i quickly shove the food like an insane animal, licking the plate clean and chugging down the drinks given. when i'm done i am tired, exhausted, i burp before blushing and putting my hand over my mouth, "I am so-" i stop myself, gasping when i see his hand is dripping blood while he holds it to his chest. my face is mortified as i look at his hurt but worried face. 

i bit him.

i bit him.

i bit July.

i-i-i'm gonna die. 

"hunny, it's ok-"

"I'm sorry-i'm sorry-i'm sorry-" i cry out as i dive under his arms in fear and push the first door open, seeing the bathroom, i rush in and bow to the toilet, sticking my fingers down my throat.

"Rain it's okay, the food was yours." he says, coming over, now with a towel over his hand. holding it tight...he's preparing to hit me, masters not always 'angry' when he's angry. he fakes kindness, always. he steps over to my shaking, terrefied, crying, pale and out of breath form as i cower away into the corner, hands over my head while i curl up in a ball shaking, i need to get this food out of my system. i stick my hand in my mouth again, right to the back making me gip, "No-no-no-" he pulls my hand out of my mouth and i sob, flinching and trying to pull away, "it's okay-it's okay-" he hums as he pulls me to his chest, but i thrash about, pushing and pull him, which he struggles with, "i need help." he says before i hear something drop while i rip out of his grip and run out of the bathroom.

"I'M SORRY!" i scream as i reach the door, i throw myself out, looking behind to see him trying to catch me, "no-no-please-" i cry as i run down the hall, but he grabs me around the waist and i thrash once again, kicking and screaming, flailing my arms around, "I DON'T WANNA GO TO PUNISHMENT, I DON'T WANNA!" i scream, i slip out of his hold, ignoring the words he's saying because it's most likely things i don't want to hear. i fall, shaking, but catch myself, going to run but i run into something very hard and very warm. large arms wrap around me and i continue to panick, seeming to both fight and flight.