Richard

**Daisy**

“I’ll leave.” We all laugh at Richard's words.

“Sure, if we can do to you everything you did to her since the first day you had her.” D looks at him and I stare shocked.

“Eww! You are not fucking him D!”

They laugh and Richard looks repulsed.

“I didn’t mean that little birdie. Anyway, there are no deals, he dies regardless of what he offers.” He kisses my cheek and I watch as Marcello ties Richard up.

“Wait, release him, I need him kneeling. I will be right back.” D skips out of the room and I look at Calix and Marcello confused.

“Fuck knows, D takes breaks at weird times. Strap him down Marc so he is kneeling.” I sit with my head against Calix.

“Tired puddin?”

I shake my head at his words and he laughs. “Fine, a little bit.” Today has been long, I was up before four. I hear D return but stay resting against Calix, I will give myself a few minutes. I hear Dean gagging and turn. D is holding a bottle in his mouth while holding his nose.

“What is that?” Is he really giving him a fucking drink? I laugh slightly at how random D can become.

“My piss little birdie.”

I stare. “Eww! D, no!” Even I draw the line at that.

“He pissed on you and threatened to do it in your mouth, so only fair he knows how it tastes.” I roll my eyes and don’t argue, fuck arguing with his crazy today.

“He would have taken pleasure from doing it to you puddin, so remember back to when he had done it, how you felt.” He kisses my cheek and I nod. He’s right, Richard would have.

Standing up I walk to the daggers. Out of everyone, Richard was the worst. He got pleasure from raping me with those men every night. So there is no way I will hide from this.

D steps back and I watch as Dean throws up.

“Sick fuck!” He screams at D.

“Said the one who had the idea first.” D laughs and looks at me.

“You know she’s well used, right? For weeks me and my friends used her over and over.” I guess he has given up on going quietly and wants to fight back.

“You think that will repulse me, make me see her as anything less than a queen, and a angel? She’s my fucking wife.” D screams at him.

“D! I am not your fucking wife!” What the hell?

“You are, little birdie, you’re my wife.”

“No, D, to be your wife, you would have needed to propose, we would have had to get married. Crazy bastard.”

“I did, while you were asleep. So we’re married now!” He grins and I stare.

“He’s joking, D, please tell me you’re fucking joking?” Calix looks at him.

“Nope, we’re officially married!” He grins at me.

“How and when D?” I stare at him.

“That night Calix fucked you after we worked all day. He left you for a couple of hours to do work. I snuck in, phoned the registrar and threatened to skin him alive if he didn’t agree. So we had a video marriage.” He looks so fucking happy right now.

“D! I need to sign for it to be legit.” I laugh and he nods.

“You did when I asked you to sign those few pieces of people, one was a marriage certificate.”

“Fucking hell, you’re a psycho, if your mum was alive she would have probably killed you at the first signs of it and agreed it was saving everyone from your shit.”

I turn hearing Richard, moving I stab him in the face. I look back at D and he’s stood quiet.

“Better a psycho, than a sick twisted pervert who rapes women because none will go near him.” I can’t believe he said that about D, turning I look at him and he’s just stood in shock.

“He’s ours.” Calix pushes me out of the way and he and Marcello stand with Richard. I hear his screams from behind me.

“He’s right though right?” D looks at me and I laugh. “I am, aren’t I?”

“No! Well, yes. Everyone has a bit of psycho in them D, you like to claim me as yours and marry me while I sleep. Which is cute and fucking crazy, but cute. Richard, he’s a psycho but in a worse way, he likes to abuse and rape women, take pictures of them and humiliate them.”

I wrap my arms around his neck. “Your mum loved you D, don’t let him make you think differently.” I have never seen anything affect D, but this seems to have, so I smile up at him. “So, we got married, which sucks because I wanted the wedding and everything. So does that mean we get a second wedding? One where I’m conscious?”

He laughs looking at me shocked. “You would agree to marry me little birdie?”

“Yes, although apparently, it makes no difference as we are already.”

He pulls me into him. “We’re not, but seeing your face was worth it and you agreed, so no backing out.”

“Wait, what?”

“Come on cub, like he could make that happen. You just walked into his trap and agreed to marry him.” They all laugh, and I stand silenced.

“So you will be my wife little birdie. Then everyone will know you’re mine, all mine.” His mouth bites against my neck, and I moan.

“Fuck it, I will marry you D, I will marry all three of you. Just make sure I’m awake and aware it’s happening please.” He grins and cuddles me. It has lifted his spirits, which we needed. He places me down on the chair and walks back to Richard.

“I want to play with him.” Calix and Marcello look at him and nod before walking back. Calix stands behind me, his arms lifting me so I can wrap myself around him.

“Thank you puddin, Demitri struggles talking about our mother. Struggles to accept he was too young to protect her and he always wonders if she would be proud of him.”

“I saw he was hurt, I wanted to cheer him up.” I did.

“Which you did, don’t worry we won’t let him marry you.” He laughs.

Smiling I shake my head. “I meant it, if he wants to I will agree.”

“You realise if you marry him there's no escaping us.”

“I don’t want to Cal, don’t do that, or I swear I will start calling you names and saying I don’t want your hands on me.” I feel panic build that he is about to push me away.

“I wasn’t going to, just stating a fact. Once you do he is never letting you leave puddin.”

“Which I’m happy with.” I rest my head against him, and somehow I fall asleep to the screams of Richard being tortured.