[Chapter Limit - Complete] The Dimitrescus x FEMALE!Reader One-Shots

A Different Kind of Torture pt. 2

the reader uses they/them pronouns only

this was a request from @alyasonyot

'Is she really crying because of me?'

It had been weeks since your last interaction with Daniela, her mother making you a servant despite the other two wanting to rip you to pieces for making their sister cry. You were currently on your way to clean the library when you collided with a soft, yet solid wall. Once you noticed the black dress, you started trembling and immediately opened your mouth to apologize.

"I-I'm so sorry, my lady! I w-wasn't looking where I-I was going—." You stopped talking once you realized the figured moved around you without a word.

You immediately recognized which sister it was and dropped the bucket in your hands, reaching for her wrist and immediately freezing once the sound of buzzing reached your ears. In a heartbeat, you were pressed against the wall, a sickle to your throat as Cassandra materialized in front of you. Your heart stopped for a moment, eyes widening in fear.

Cassandra was the most aggressive since that day, tormenting you every day. Your wounds from yesterday were still aching -- your entire body basically covered in bandages. You immediately dropped your gaze, remembering the last time you locked eyes with Cassandra.

"Stay. Away." She hissed lowly, pressing the cool metal deeper into your skin.

"It-It was an accident, lady Cassandra... but I promise you I-I'll be more careful." Your voice was quiet, body trembling as you waited for her to either hurt you or let you go.

She kept you there for a moment and you had to force yourself to block out the conversation she was having with Daniela. More buzzing reached your ears and a soft whimper left you as it stopped next to you, Bela's sickle dragging along your right arm. Your eyes screwed shut immediately, teeth catching your bottom lip to hold in your scared whimpers. The presence in front of you disappeared, but Bela kept her sickle pressed against your skin. You started trembling more when she buried her face in your neck, a giggle escaping her.