Chapter 15: I Will Fúck You To Your Death

Chapter 15: I Will Fúck You To Your Death
Chapter 15: I Will Fúck You To Your Death 

Sophie

Nathan was leaning on the door frame with an evil demeanor while his arms were folded against his chest. The look he gave me only indicated that he had evil intentions and I tensed when my heart dropped to my stomach that he was here again. I gulped as I examined his appearance and noticed that his shirt was covered with blood, my gaze moved to his hand and I realized that he was holding a gun.

Realization filled my whole body when I closed my eyes and felt tears just slide out of my eyes. Though it was in my natural instincts, I still knew what he had just done and it shattered my heart a thousand more times. The flesh blood that was sprayed all over his clothes definitely belonged to an innocent person and I couldn't do anything about it. In fact, I would have to watch this heartless monster kill someone, he would have forced me to watch him slit every throat, forced himself on every victim that was a woman and watch him shout abusive language to people that did nothing to him. However, today was different because I wasn't dragged down to his basement to watch him kill anyone today.

“What the hell is going on in here?” He asked with curiosity and it only made my bidu tense because he was here, a few feet away from me.

“I brought her food.” The guard replied as he walked away from the bed.

“But of course, I could always take her food back down so you can eat with her.” He glared at the man and he lowered his head while he stood in between us.

Although this man was nothing but ruthless to me, I still didn't want Nathan to do anything to him because I hated witnessing someone experiencing their own death. When I did, it would leave me with post traumatic stress disorder for days. He approached the man that stood in between us and smacked his hand on his shoulder when he reached him.

He whispered into his ear and the man nodded before approaching me and then took the plate of food away from me. He walked past Nathan and headed for the door before leaving us alone. His eyes soften when he returns his attention to me after the man left. He gave me a smile as he was trying to wipe the blood off his shirt because he knew I hated that. I blinked up at him before I looked away and trembled under his gaze. I had to remain calm in order to prevent him from taking any drastic measures to punish me, or so he says.

“How are you feeling, darling?” He asked while he shut the door behind him. I looked up at him as he turned back to approach me and gave me a weak smile.

“I am fine,” I whispered.

“It was just a cold.” I added as I curled up against the headboard and brought my knees close to my chest bef my arms wrapped around them.

I felt the bed in front of me sinked in and I flinched when he touched my head. I was so cold that I developed a fever last night. I needed to be cared for in an appropriate manner but Nathan wouldn't let anybody see me because I did not deserve it. I shrugged my shoulders and curled away from him again, part of my legs were exposed to him so my hand reached down to my trousers as I pulled it down to cover the exposed part of my skin. I was wearing a plain pink long sleeve top with a pair of cotton trousers. I glanced up at him and caught him staring at me like I was his and I shivered inwardly as I looked away and just closed my eyes.

“Come and join me downstairs, food will be ready on the table.” He said and I glanced at him again, his eyes just twinkled with anticipation.

“Just you and me.”

“I really don't want to eat, I feel sick already and eating will only make me more sick.” I replied as I moved away from him.

“What!” 

My ears were burning hot when I stared at the small space between my feet and the tone of his voice frightened me. My stomach dropped when I thought about the things he does just to release his anger. His whole demeanor changed rapidly in just a matter of a few seconds and I knew what he was going to do next.  I raised my head from my crouching position and looked at him to see that he did but seemed happy at all. His face dropped in disbelief at my refusal that he began to clench his teeth and tighten his grip around the gun he was holding. I was clearly able to tell because his knuckles turned white.

“What did you say?” He bellowed and it intimidated me, my stomach hurts from the bundle of nerves that gathered. 

I was genuinely fearing for my life because when he was angry, I knew that I would be dead at the end of the day. When I didn't respond, he began to load his gun and cocked it. He then unexpectedly shoved it down my crotch, I gasped and snapped my legs closed at the spontaneous contact. However, his hand was placed on my knees to keep my legs wide open. I squirmed when my gaze traveled between my legs, I was frightened for my life and felt my heart hammering violently against my chest that it began to hurt.

“What did you just say, Sophie?” He repeated himself but this time, the tone of his voice was lowered more as his gaze turned into a glare.

“I…I don't want to eat, N..Nathan.” I stuttered as I began to move against the gun. The tip of it rubbed my pussy very harshly through the fabric of my clothes and it hurt so much that I cried out in pain.

My lips broke out as I cried and watched him with a desperate look of plea just to let me go. My eyes welled up from the excruciating pain between my legs but all he did was pressed harder and glared at me. He kept his firm grip on the gun as he scooted closer to me, his face was inches away from mine as his eyes bounced between mine with a glaring stirring and passion of hate. His other hand traveled to my face to caress it but all I did was whimper as beads of sweat rolled down my head. I inhaled as I focused on the pain but it hurt so much and I couldn't take it anymore. I pushed him away, it was a natural instinct to do which I deeply regretted.

He was shoved away from me harshly, and his gun was on the floor. I closed my legs and whimpered in pain as I curled away from him but he didn't stop there. I heard him chuckle when he scooted himself closer to me again. His hand traveled to my face again before the other one grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head down so I was facing him.

“What was that, Sophie?” He growled as he caressed my face with this tip of his gun.

“What did I tell you about refusal? Did I not teach you well or did you not listen at all?” 

My lips quivered as I looked at him with a terrified expression, my stomach swiveled as I gulped down the growing fears. Even though I wanted to, I could never stand up to him.

“I..I am sorry,” I whispered as I closed my eyes.

“Nathan, please…please let go of me.” I whimpered.

Although I always managed to keep my tears at bay whenever he abused me like this, today my tears somehow managed to escape from my eyes because I couldn't take it anymore. My skin crawled every time he touched me and my body ached every time he used it. He made me feel like I was worth nothing.

“That was not the answer to my question.” He whispered when moved closer with his face and rubbed the tip of his nose on my cheek. Then he reached the crook of my neck with his face and inhaled my scent.

“Which clearly indicates that you don't listen to a word I fucking say.” He suddenly grabbed onto my neck and growled. My hand traveled to gjs hand and clawed it as I tried to fight him off but to no avail. I gasped when his grip grew tight by the second and I began to choke.

“And you know that everything comes with a price. You better start listening to me, darling or I will fúck you to your death.” He spat before letting go and pushed me down onto the bed.