"Take this as a warning"
He said and that's all I remember before it all blacked out.
What if your fate takes a twisted turn?
Could you survive with no hope left?
Author's note
Please don't read this story if you are triggered by abuse
Main lead:
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I opened my eyes to see me tied on a bed. I was terrified of thinking what was waiting for me . I tried to free myself but i couldn't. "You are not enough strong" I heard him say. I looked in the direction of the voice And There he was, Leaning on the table gazing at me
I didn't notice him before?
He came towards me and sat on the king sized bed i was tied to and said "You are so beautiful" "But you don't know how to use your beauty" He came closer to my face My heart started beating rapidly. My face started to pale a little.
What was he upto ?
He came enough close that I could feel his breath on my earlobe. He was dangerously close to me. My breath hitched when I heard him say, "I can help you to utilise your beauty on the beast infront of you".
What did mean by that ?
He stood up and went to the table at the corner of the room. It had a tool box on it . He took a cutter from the box and started coming closer. And sat on the bed . "Look at me " he ordered. He opened the cutter and slided it on his finger.Blood started dripping. "This is how you use a cutter. "
The fuck ?!?
What was he going to do with me? Why was I tied again? Why did he show me how to use a cutter? Questions started lingering in my mind.
"Now, I will make you come through the pain that we feel while this cutter slides down on our skin " he said .
"N-no" "You can't do that" I begged him .
He just smirked and made the cutter come in touch with my skin .
"Aaah"! I screamed when when he digged the cutter in my skin. "Please" I cried. He let the cutter cut me on my thigh. "Pl-please stop" I winced. After giving me more than three four cuts he placed the cutter on my collarbone. "Should I"? He asked teasingly. "N-" I was about to say a no but before i could even say it he pressed it on my collarbone. "Aaaah!" I screamed again. Because of the bone present there the cutter easily pierced through my skin . "Please" I cried to him. "Aaah!" He added more pressure to it. He just laughed.
"That's enough for today" he said sighing. My sobs were quite. I started crying when he left the room.
What did I do to deserve this torture? Why? I asked my self repeatedly.
My blood was now sprinkled on the bedsheet. Making it smell gross. I could smell my blood . My whole body was covered in blood. I had an urge to vomit. If i possibly would eat anything the vomit could stop. But who would give me food at this time? The urge started to increase. I could no longer control it . Phew! The stank of vomit came out of my mouth. Thankfully the vomit got thrown by the other side as I tilted my head when I puked so it didn't land on my body . The bed sheet got soaked with my vomit now. The smell of vomit and blood added up making it stink even more. I closed my eyes thinking that the smell would go away.
I didn't eat anything since yesterday. I was starving now. My stomach let out a roar. I couldn't sleep .My eyes roamed around the room. It was white in colour with no windows. The only source of light was the bulbs fixed in the ceiling. It had a painting on the wall infront of me.
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It terrified me. I looked away , a mirror in the corner caught my eye. I could see my reflection in it. My clothes were bloody. I had dark circles around my eyes. I sighed and closed my eyes and tried to sleep again. The cuts were still stinging.
Suddenly, A question lightened up in my mind.
What time is it right now?
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