《TDWU: His Property | ✔︎》𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍
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A White
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up in what looked like a torture chamber there were mirrors and weapons all on the wall. I could see myself chained to a large bed. My eyes widened when I realized that all of my clothes were torn off of me. I was completely exposed. Yuily had his back turned to me humming some song. He turned when he noticed that I was awake.
"Let me go!" I wailed, tugging at the chains that bound me to the bed. They wouldn't budge a single bit and little by little he came closer with an eerie smile plastered on his face.
I was so stupid to think I could trust him, better yet... to trust anyone involved with Cole. Speaking of Cole I wonder if he'd come for me. I left with his brother without even telling him anything. Even after he'd warned me so many times to stay away from him.
"Tsk tsk, Isabella..." He said in a low voice, "I'd rather you think of what lies ahead of you instead of that dim-witted brother of mine. He won't come for you."
"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled at him, "You're a monster... a pervert, you're disgusting! How could you trick me like that?! I trusted you..." my voice cracked at the end and I couldn't stop myself from coughing up blood.
His eyes lit up at the sight of it and he licked his lips. He hovered his face above mine and clapped his hands in delight, "There it is... please, curse me some more. Let me know how much you hate me... how much I disgust you."
"W-What the fuck is wrong with you??" I whispered in a small voice. I turned my head from him as he reached out to touch it but he pulled it back to face him.
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"Don't look away from me. Cry some more why don't you?" He said, digging his nails into my skin. "You wanna know what's wrong with me?" He asked chuckling.
He lifted and paced around the room, laughing to himself like a maniac, then paused. " He got so lucky finding something so beautiful like you... Not a single flaw one you... It amazed me the second I seem you. He doesn't deserve something as perfect as you."
He took out the white rose that'd been in his suit pocket since I saw him and held it up towards the light.
"This. This is perfection. An ageless rose... It's completely flawless in every way, not a single hint of dirt... the purest thing imaginable. Don't you see it?"
I stayed silent, unsure of whether or not I should interrupt his moment of admiration but he looked at me with a scowl on his face.
"Hey, hey. Answer me bitch," He frowned, making my eyes widen. "I- it's...yes, i-it's beautiful?" I stuttered, mumbling over my words.
He nodded, and his smile reappeared, but it wasn't a very heartwarming smile. It sent shivers down my skin. The more I looked at him the more twisted he became. With his wide eyes and crooked smile, I wanted more than anything to get away from him. It felt like I was about to die.
He looked over towards me and walked slowly, the rose dangling in his left hand. His eyes were bloodshot red and he never took them off me.
"Don't you want to see it wilt?" He asked chuckling, spreading a wave of horror over me.
He clenched the rose in his hand and held it over me, the thorns sank into his skin, dripping blood down from his hand onto my face.
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"See, you remind me of a rose...this type in particular... Because you're so pale and spotless. So beautiful, not a single thing or your body is flawed, and that makes me want to hurt you, it makes me want to decorate that skin of yours with countless bruises."
He inhaled for a long time before sighing, "It turns me on thinking about it, how much I could hurt you... And you'd still be completely perfect." He said trailing his fingers over my face, where what should've been scars from him scratching me.
He dug his nails into my arm, making me scream out in pain. He made a small hole and stuck the rose deep into it.
"Look!" He yelled excitedly, lifting my head to look at my arm. The rose was slowly turning a scarlet red, as my blood ran through it. He brought his nose down toward it and inhaled once again. His eyes widened and he laughed hysterically. "It smells wonderful!"
He walked over towards the vase of flowers seated near the bed and took out a rose from there. Like the one, before it was white but, he dug into my skin again and plunged it into me, staining it with my blood.
"I can see why my brother was going crazy over you! He must be losing his marbles right now... Imagining me deflower his sweet little pet." he had tears in his eyes from the amount of laughter, and I was horrified.
Just a few hours ago he was the nicest person I'd spoken to in forever... Now he's probably the worst.
"It's only fair that I'm taking you away from him... After everything that's been denied from me because of him... I deserve a little gift don't I?"
My arm started feeling numb from all the pain and I couldn't even do anything but cry.
He gasped and looked at me as if he realized something. "I wonder how you taste..." He whispered to himself. He hovered over me, dragging his face down my body, breathing in every bit of me, and laughed happily. He came back up to my face and he pushed my head down. I could his fangs against my neck, slowly pressing down. I closed my eyes and braced myself for the bite, but it never came.
I opened my eyes and I nearly screamed. I was standing now, over him. My hands were filled with blood but it wasn't mine. I didn't feel hurt at all. He looked up at me with wide eyes, blood spilling from his mouth.
He laughed out loud and clapped his hands weakly. "Ama..zing. Truly Amazing. "
I could feel an immense amount of power running through me, but I didn't understand. He mumbled something to himself I couldn't understand and he smiled. "I know...why he likes you now. You're not...human."
"W-what are you talking about?!" I asked but his eyes were slowly closing and I could feel myself starting to panic. I needed to know what the fuck he was talking about. I felt scared but I could feel anger and annoyance building up in me.
Everything was blanking out and turning dark like before. My head was pounding and I couldn't even breathe properly. It felt like something was digging into my skin... or should I say crawling out of it. I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the broken glass behind him before it felt like I was falling all over again.
I couldn't believe my eyes. What the hell was I turning into?
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