Until Dawn ~ Mike X Reader

Chapter 5

"Truth or dare."

"T-truth." You weighed your options, knowing that you would rather tell him something then do something for him, yet you still really didn't get the point of all of this.

"Who do you like?" He asked.

You knew very well Mike was going to be seeing this video, and now knew that he was doing this to embarrass you. If not physical torture, it had to be mental torture.

You put on the most convincing voice you could muster and tried to make yourself sound believable, "Nobody."

"Lies. Your getting very close to another needle (Y/N)."

You were still being stubborn, "I've always wanted to date Justin Bieber." You replied, turning it into a joke.

He just laughed and said, "Now you're just playing around with me (Y/N), you know what that means..." He flicked the needle once again.

"O-okay! Okay! No more needles. I've- I've been interested in this one guy, he doesn't like me tho.."

"Say it out loud."

"Mike. Micheal Munroe. You happy bastard? You got to torture in both ways now!" You growled at him, he drained you completely. Your entire body was aching, your jaw had a large bruise, as well as your the back of your head. Your neck was burning, along with your arm from the needle. You were drained.

"Can you please just leave me be now? You've hurt me enough.." You began to cry once again.

"Not quite yet. One more truth. Who do you envy?"

"N-no one." He was trying to ruin both your relationship with Mike and your best friends now.

"I know the way you look at Mike and Jess. The smoke filled lodge just proves my point as well. I know your a stress smoker (Y/N). Now stop lying."

"I envy a lot of people, okay?" You hissed, fed up with his antics.

"That's it!" He yelled, bringing the large needle to your arm.

"J-Jess! Jess!" You yelled, wanting to avoid anymore pain.

"Why?" He replied, never quite drawing the needle from its position.

"That wasn't part of the deal."

"I can ask whatever I want. I have power over you now." He pressed it harder into your skin, pressing the tip soaked in your blood deeper into your skin, tempting to break into your veins.

"I envy her because she's got everything I want." You said quickly, staring down at the needle begging to break through your soft, pale skin.

"And what would that be?"

"Don't you have enough from me!"

"Answer me. Now." He pressed it even harder.

"She's pretty. She doesn't have to worry about how she looks. She's got Mike, she's rich, I mean, what doesn't she have!" You screamed, completely fed up with this asshole. You wished so much that you could just break out of these shit restraints and beat his ass down.