I'm not yours ✔️

Twisted

"No handcuffs" I suddenly blurted out. He stopped kissing me and looked at my body, then pinned my hands above my head. Holding them with one hand. Then he smiled.

"As you wish love"

"What happened to Lucius?" This question had been circling my mind all day. It's only been a few weeks since I got out of the hospital but still felt like he had just beaten me yesterday.

"Why are you asking that?" his voice stern. We were sitting outside in the garden. Or more like I was sitting outside and he interrupted my peace and quiet. His hand rested on the table between us. I wasn't sure if he was angry or not.

"Just wondering.."

It was surprisingly easy adjusting to my old life back, basically obey everything Dimitri says. Every time he told me to do something, whether it was kissing him, serving him or just stand beside him..I did it. Without question. I'm tired of fighting.

"He got away" he said quietly.

This didn't sound right. Lucius held me hostage for what seemed like forever. Then I passed out. How on earth did he get away? The realisation hit me...Dimitri had let him go...again..

I slowly stood up and started walking away, further in the garden.

"Where are you going?" Dimitri asked.

"For a walk" I answered bluntly. I turned around, looking at him, waiting for an approval. Even though his 3 rules weren't valid anymore. Now we only had one rule: If I betray him then I'll regret it. So far I haven't betrayed him. But something changed inside me after Romeros and Lucius torture, I felt myself being more afraid. But I didn't show it. Dimitri stood up and started walking beside me. Oh how bad I wanted to be alone right now...

After few minutes of silence he spoke..

"Are you alright?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

He chuckled a little, looking embarrassed "Because you were kidnapped, tortured.."

"Well it was noting I haven't been through before" I looked down.

It was an all too familiar feeling being taken again, tortured and scared. The only difference was that if I were saved then another hell would be waiting.

"What do you mean by 'before' ?" he asked.

I gave him a shocked look. "Uhm incase you didn't know, you kidnapped me and threatened me, forced me to be here. Tortured my friend then threatened my family. And then yo-" I hesitated.

"Then I what?" he was serious. Intimidating even, his eyes were dark blue all of a sudden. I stopped walking and he stood in front me.

My lips were moving but nothing came out.

"Say it, what did I do?"

I couldn't say it. It was too much. The memories came flushing back, to those nights when he- I couldn't...

"Never mind" I said and walked away, but I was stopped in my tracks. He pulled me back and I crashed into his chest. I pushed my hands against his chest, trying to struggle away from him. I was done with this conversation.

"Say it" he demanded. Why did he want me to say it so bad?

"Let go.." I pushed him again but he didn't budge.

"I want you to say it" he said, now suddenly calmer. Tears were threatening to come out.

"Beth.."