Fucking pervert.
I steel my jaw, whipping my shirt off over my head. I don’t look away as I shuck off my pants, either. I reach behind me to unclasp my bra and shimmy my underwear down my legs and kick them off. Standing naked, I hold my head up. I slip the ridiculous excuse for nightwear over my head, snorting in disgust. The stupid thing clings to my curves, and my boobs are practically bursting out of it.
Demon’s eyes light up with desire, and I take a couple of steps back. He better not rape me, again.
He pushes me down onto the mattress, yanking my legs out to attach to the chains, which are attached to the floor. They have some slack, but I’ll only be able to go a couple of steps at the most.
I'm shaking so badly, I can barely contain my fear. I don’t want him to see how scared I am.
“You will stay here and think about the consequences of disrespecting me. When I return, you better be apologetic and fall in line,” Demon demands.
My mouth falls open, but he’s already turned his back and goes back up the long set of stairs. He at least leaves the light on, though it’s dim. It's a single bulb with a pull cord.
My anxiety hits me square in the chest. There's no ignoring it this time. I can’t handle this. Those fucking shackles Synn’s father put me in... Oh God.
My mind whirls as I get sucker-punched by another memory.
Phoenyxx
Age 6
The bad man took me down, down into the basement. This place is so scary.
My eyes dart everywhere, looking at everything. Why is there a cage in here?
Before I can ask, I get dragged to a wall. It has weird chains and something that looks like thick bracelets attached to them.
The bad man shoves me against the wall and grabs my arms, holding them in the air. He puts one wrist in the bracelet, and my other one in the other bracelet. I scream and kick, so scared now I can’t stop myself.
He slaps me hard in the face, and I whimper in fear. “Bad girl, Bella. You behave or else you will be punished with the shackles—or the cage.”
“No. I want to go home. Mommy, Daddy, help!” I yell as loud as I can.
“I am your daddy now, Bella. I'd better not hear you call for them ever again, understand?” the bad man says.
He hits me again in the mouth, making my lip bleed. He doesn’t stop there. He hits my face more, my eye hurting and swelling so I can’t see out of it. He hits me in the stomach, and I can’t breathe. Another hit to my stomach, and I throw up everywhere. He just keeps hitting me, everywhere. His eyes are wrong; they look crazy.
One last hit, and my head spins, and spots flash in my eyes. Everything fades around me, and it all goes dark.
Oh my God, that’s the first time I was beaten. So badly, I passed out.
I can’t do this again. Not being chained up, or beaten, or raped. I'm not scared of Demon, but I am petrified about being in this basement.
I look around, taking in the things I didn’t see before.
No food, no water, nowhere to use the bathroom. Really fucking nice.
I sit there violently shaking, forcing my mind to overcome the panic.
My stomach is roiling; my heart is hammering in my chest; a sour taste in my mouth.
I can’t take this again.
I tell myself to stay strong, but my body and mind betray the command.
My guys will save me.
I know they will.
