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Day 1
I'm weak - the tight, raw, rubbing of Chakra chains shackle me. Clinking heavily as he leads me down a short flight of stairs.
"Are you too weak to walk properly?" His voice dark, mused from behind me. With force I'm pushed forward. Stumbling, I continue to walk further into the darkness of the corridor ahead.
How am I supposed to get out of here?
What is he going to do to me?
Fear fills every inch of my skin.
"Stop." Its abrupt. I gasp at the harsh tug around my neck. Near choking me - the cool sensation of the chains contrast the raw hot skin of my neck. He's leashed me. Frantically, I searched the darkness, for an answer, for where I was. Click. A metal door creeks wide open. The candlelight flickers dangerously. A bare room, the scent of death. Metal fixtures on the bare walls, to hold me by the binding on my neck, is all that I see. I stay silent. Internally screaming.
Another harsh tug to my throat, I gasp for air, cornered. No way out. No escape. From him.
"Hn.. Cosy, don't you think?" Chills like dry ice.
SMACK
With force my head hits the concrete of the wall, pain shoots though me, the sounds of my cries. I The cold of the floor burns beneath my bare legs. Rough on my skin, my minds in a haze.
"It's a shame you decided to betray me, I was beginning to become quite fond of you. I suppose it would be better to keep you here though. Having you running about freely could prove to be quite bothersome."
His dark aura towers over me. My body quivers, buckling under the pressure, the fear. I was helpless. Terrified at not knowing what was next to come.
"Look at me when I speak" he demands -
"AH" I scream as he rips a fist full of my hair. The sharp features of his jawline, vacant eyes, inches from me. Hot breath. Twisting smirk.
Tears fall, heart skipping beats as the seconds tick by, anxiety running wild. Any moment now.
"Oh, how I'm going to enjoy claiming you as my own."
His grip on my hair tightens as he forces my body into a sitting position - I shriek in fright, he rips open my shirt, leaving it in tatters on the floor. Chill of the air hits my bare skin, inducing icy trickles of urgency, intense goose bumps ripple across my skin.
"NO!"
I cry out, desperate. It falls on deaf ears. He at me pathetically before yanking my shorts from my body. I'm suffocating, struggling, but the sheer strength of him is overbearing.
He lets go of my hair - I fall to the ground, quickly huddling to suppress my violent shaking body. The cold, fear within me, but, before I had the chance he pins my wrists against the wall in one swift movement, immobilising me. Leaving me open. Completely vulnerable.
"What's the matter Tila, are you feeling uncomfortable?" He cooes.
My breaths become heavy, forced to watch him before me. Body openly pinned to the cold wall. Those empty eyes graze my exposed chest, the glint of excitement makes me feel sick.
Our eyes meet levelled again, slowly he closes the distance, its antagonising. My body trembles beneath his dominance, the anticipation. Roughly, he palms my breast. Taking it between hip lips and biting hard.
I screamed out in pain. It hurt, but, my screams are useless. He doesn't stop, instead, tounge running over my nipple. A mixture of fear and unwanted arousal flow through me. Breaths hitching rapidly at a soft touch between my legs.
Please, no. Please, no. Please, no. I plead internally, mind sinking further into a smoky haze.
Gasp for air, I can't breath. The panic relentless.
Not again please...
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Day 2
Fear. My body is trembling with it as I lay on the cold concrete floor, alone.
I'm numb. The chill had set in. It radiated up my spine, I'm kneeled in a huddle, desperate to retain what little body heat I have left. Clinging for life.
Heavy footsteps echo. Coming closer. My heart plummets, fear intensifies ten-fold as the echo gets closer. Each step deadly.
What is he going to to do me?
The desperation of my question fades as the door unlocks, and, slowly creeks open.
It was him.
Eyes like dry ice were on me. I shut my eyes tight, begging for it to go away. To be a dream. For him to leave me alone. I'm scared.. So scared..
That even the thought of his name. Footsteps draw near - I hold myself tight, not wanting those steps reach me. To fade away.
"Tila." Unnerving, his grip tightens dangerously around my neck. I splutter, forced to open my eyes- forced to see him. Body shaking violently from the cold air surrounding me - those black eyes.
A lethal combination. I'm scared for my life. Suddenly, fabric touches my skin. I'm being wrapped in something. He was covering me with a cloak. An Akatsuki cloak. My own.
"Unfortunately, you can't die yet. So, I will give you the pleasure of warmth for tonight." His words echo in my mind, grip loosening.
He stands and walks away, door closing behind him.
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Day 3
All had been silent for countless hours - I clung to the Akatsuki cloak he had wrapped around me. The only thing I had.
I waited - for a long time.. Not knowing when to expect the sound of those daunting footsteps. Until, they came. Panic rises hot in my throat. Creek.
I muster courage to glance at.. him. Two things he held in his hands.
A bucket of water and a plate of food.
"So, you're still alive."
The cloak was ripped from my grasp and thrown to the floor beside me. Cold water soaked my body causing me to gasp. It was so icy cold.
"Seeing as you've behaved so well, you may eat."
I held myself as I shook uncontrollably from the freezing cold that engulfed me, he set down the plate - then left. I stared down at the plate, there was a sandwich and a glass of water.
At this rate I would barely be able to stay alive. I ate in silence, making sure to chew slowly so as to savour every morsel. I didn't know when my next meal would be.
Tears silently ran down my cheeks.. I didn't know if this would be my last meal. Was anyone even looking for me? Did anyone even care?
By the time I finished my shaking body had dried, so, I pulled the warm cloak back around myself and closed my weary eyes.
I want nothing more than to die.
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Day 5
The prolonged anxiety and dreaded fear that buit as I sit and wait are driving me to insanity. I rocked back and forth as I cling tightly to my knees - trying desperately to relieve my overwhelming anxiety from tipping over the edge. After such a long time of silence those footsteps came.
I froze as the tapping neared. The door opened - I looked away.
I could not bring myself to look.. at him.
"You must be hungry by now, my dear Tila" his dangerous voice cooed.
I stayed silent.
"Although, I'm afraid if you want the privilege of food then your going to have to earn it." His tone hardened. I stared at the blank wall, Peripheries glimpsing him standing over me. My breathing became shaky as fear overwhelmed me.
Zip. Tears stream from my widening eyes at the sight of his enormity. I gag harshly as he rips me by the hair and forces it hit to the back of my throat. His subtle moans mixed with my muffled sobs. I fight my nausea down, the sickening feeling rising from deep inside me.
Snap.
My mind switches off. Blank.
I could still feel it hard in my mouth but- I... wasn't there.. anymore.
I was gone. My sanity.. had.. snapped.
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Day.. ? Unknown
Drip. Drip.
Red.
It's.. Warm.
Am I.. alive?
Pools of thick dark blood..
It covers my thighs... my body..
Pain but its numb.
Where am I...?
Who am I?
Why am I... so cold.. alone.
"Tila"
Everything is... blurry. Unfocused. Static.
Am I lost?
Who's holding me..?