Pain. Pain! PAIN!
His teeth clamped down on my shoulder just as hard as he could. He draws blood and even sucks at it urging me to scream out. His tongue glide over the wound that is already healing.
"Extravagance." He mutters. "What a piss poor name." He slaps my face and the sound echoes threw the room. "It's not even a real sin." He slaps me once more making my cheek sting.
That when I give in. I break down my internal burrier and permit him to what he wants. I scream. I scream in pure agony. Not just because he's bitten me. Not just because he's slapped me a couple times. No. That's just a small part of what he's done to me tonight.
My stomach is no doubt covered in blood and cuts oozing with the bright red liquid. My arms and legs are bound to the bed, enabling me from moving. They're covered in the scarlet haze as well. My clothes have been torn away and my body….violated.
He grins a pure smile of evil. He should have been named Greed or Lust. Lust for all the vile things he's done to me. Greed for robbing me of my innocence not to mention the rest of my life.
"Scream for me, Extravagance." He whispered in my ear, nipping at the lobe.
Those few words sicken me. I clamped my mouth shut, pushing Envy away from that internal burrier and pushing the shield back up. I try to yank my hands free from the rope binding me to the bed.
"I said scream!" Envy yelled, morphing his hand into a claw and wrenching it across my chest.
I bit my lip and endure the pain. He glared down at me.
"Envy please." I whimpered.
"Shut up!" He yelled grabbing a fistful of my ebony hair and yanking at it.
I gasped in pain and disgust as he thirsted into me for the second time tonight. I kept my eyes firmly shut, refusing to look at him.
"Please stop!" I yelled.
He began thrusting faster. I could not stand to have him inside of me like this.
He was the evil creature that found me, broken and dying, he fed me Philosopher stones, he gained my trust.
He made me trust him, fall in love with him. I trusted him and he took advantage of that…of me. The first time had been sweet, affectionate even. There was no blood, no scratches, no screaming, no terror. That was the only time he wasn't abusive.
As he climaxed he bent down and kissed the hallow of my throat.
"I love you." He said against me skin.
I never knew if he was lying to me or not.
"I loved you." I replied.
"I know." He sighed leaning back and sitting down on the bed next to my body. "I never stopped loving you." He murmured.
"I stopped believing you long ago." I shuddered, looking away from his face.
"Extravagance. What a depressing name." He stated.
"You're one to talk." I snorted.
He rolled on top of me. "Even so I love it, I love you. I love every little minuet detail of you. Extravagance."
I closed my eyes refusing to look at him, refusing to look into the eyes of a liar.
"Extrava-"
"Please untie me." I whispered.
And he did. He reached above me and untied the rope binding me to the bed. I rubbed the rope burn on my wrists and sat up as Envy moved to my ankles. I examined my body, no one would ever even suspect what happened once all the blood was gone. As soon as me ankles were free I leapt from the bed and retrieved my ripped red satin dress from the floor. Dante would be able to fix it for me later. I covered my body with it as best as I could and made my way to the door.
"Please wait." Envy's words stopped me but I did not turn around.
"What." Acid was obvious in my voice.
"Please, cant we just go back to the way it used to be?" His voice was almost pleading.
"Ha. Really Envy…Can we?" It was a rhetorical question. I knew damn well that tomorrow he would be evil again.
"No I guess not." His voice was sinister.
I smiled a twisted, torn, beaten smile.
"That's what I thought."
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