•~DOTTORE X READER~• His newfound expriment

🍋Annabelle😍

He flicks on a light and it's the same room. The same room that I first woke up here and I realize my ankle's are chained to the table.

Shit.

That isn't the floor.

I wanted the floor.

He grabs my neck, almost strangling me as well as I cry cry cry. I know it this time that I'm gonna die.

Hot messy tears roll down my face as I barely cough out tearful apologies to dottore.

"Dottore please.." i wheeze, "please I'm so sorry I don't know what I was th... thinking and," I'm seeing spots in the corner of my eyes, I try to look at dottore dottore dottore but i just see blurs of color instead, "and promise to, never run away from you ever again I swear please just, don't... kill me. Please!" I'm a hot mess as I get these words out.

He backs away for a second, then only to come back with a blade pressed against my neck.

"Now, dear you finally see why you can't leave. You know that you only can trust me in this place. In fact, I hope to be the only person you see here." He smiles at me tenderly, the blade blade blade still pressed against my neck, Nicking me if only just a bit, "I just need to hear you say the words. That you accept it; that you can only trust me, love."

His words are whispered into my ears, his breath tickling me slightly before lifting his head off of me, the knife still scraping just above my collarbone.

"Hell the fuck no dottore." I think this even caught him off guard. But whatever, he's gonna kill me anytime soon.

Immediately I feel a sharp pain go through my arms.

I whimper out, the cold drip of my blood is blurring my view of everything. Dottore has a scalpel cutting open my upper right arm. I try to speak but he stabs again, this time at my calfs. My weak calf's.

He's saying something. Something. I dont know what but i dont fucking care cause I'm bleeding from every small incision, almost hitting a nerve each graze.

I don't know what to do. I try to make out words but each time they can't form. I try to blink my heavy eyelids but they instead drip chilled tears. And I try, I try so much to not look into his eyes but I can't look away, there's something keeping me there, something. And I have to know.

I gasp a dying breath, "I only can trust you dottore. You and only you. I'm sorry." Dottore seems satisfied as The edge's pressure lifts from my body and I can feel it sting, but I don't even notice because Dottore is hugging me. Of all things he could do, he is hugging me.

The worst part of it is that I don't flinch as he brushes through my still soft hair. I don't even know what I'm feeling as he does this; fear; shock; I'm hungry; confusion.

"Next time this happens dear, I'll have you watch me tear your friends limb to limb, hear their horrible screams, and test every little drug and poison of my hand on each and every one of them as you can only sob your beautiful wonderful cries, love. Understand?" I can hear the smile in his voice, I want to be disgusted, I believe him in which he would go through with it and that's what I'm scared about, but maybe they're okay and I can help keep them okay, maybe if I stay here and do as he says they won't die. Maybe i can save them.

"Where are my friends?" My voice is barely a whisper. Barely distinguishable as even a croak with it's shakiness . He sighs.

"Love, your friends are perfectly safe for the time being. I let them go after I had started to bring you home. Consider it a gift of my kindness." Besides the fact that he named here as home, I'm glad to know this information because I didn't hear the amount detail that would come from a lie. He just told me it flat out. He has been almost entirely honest ever since I met him.