Distanced | Newt x Reader

five

WARNING: blood

The scalpel drew across your skin, making you want to scream in pain again but Janson had gagged you. He wasn't allowed to be doing this to the patients, he told you but he always loved an opportunity for torture.

The blood seeped through your new wound that had just been cut on your thigh. Tears dropped from your eyes as he slowly drew across the scalpel again, causing more pain to sear through your body.

You tried your best to rip out of the ties your hands and feet were in. Sadly, your body had grown weak and you were barely lifting a finger.

"This is what happens," Jansen started, looking for a new tool in his tray, "When little girls don't do what they're told."

Your eyes squeezed shut as the man brought the burning hot knife to your stomach. As soon as the blade hit your stomach you screamed. You screamed as loud as you possibly could. You squirmed, trying to get the knife away from your stomach.

Tears formed in your eyes once again when her drew the knife across your skin, this time no blood seeped out since the heat of the knife kept the wound closed. Just an excruciating pain that tore your body apart.

All you wanted in that moment of time was Newt's soft lips connecting with your forehead and telling you it's okay. You wanted to feel his hands intertwined with your own. You wanted to play with his hair, you wanted to play with his fingers the way you do when you get nervous. You wanted him to hold you and tell you that it was okay. But all hope that Newt was coming back to get you was slowly fading. He'd probably find somebody else.

You had noticed many other girls as you were coming in into the damn place. Many other girls that would catch Newt's attention.

All this time of thinking about Newt, you hadn't noticed the final few cuts that Janson had left on your arms. Her was packing away everything, and getting the all clear from the guards. You hadn't noticed the fresh tears dripping down your cheeks.

Janson unraveled the gag and put his face so close to yours and he whispered something, his foul breath fanning over your face.

"If anyone asks, you did this to yourself."