Boy Toy

Chapter 13: The End

Bubbles P.O.V.

I laid down on the floor of the dungeon Butch had trapped me in. I still didn't understand how my whole life had gone to utter shit in a matter of hours.

One Year Earlier

Everyone at the fair Butch had taken me to for our date was dead. That or screaming as they burned.

The fire was everywhere. Engulfing everyone in the city in flames.

I flew above the pandemonium crying freely, thinking of a way to get them out.

"It's too late. But it's cute that you think you can save them."

I shuddered as I heard the monstrous voice of the one who caused it all.

"How could you do this?" I whispered, weakly.

"I'm not going to share you with anyone anymore, sugar." He purred motioning to the dead bodies of my sisters and his brothers.

I gasped, agony making my tears fall faster and my sobs to grow louder.

"No." I groaned, trying to shield my eyes from the horrific sight of... everything.

Next thing I knew, Butch was pinning me against him and carrying me away.

Present Day

The torture hadn't ended since then.

I would be locked in a dark room day and night, I couldn't tell the difference anymore. Butch would come down and... do things to me.

If I wouldn't cooperate he would slap me mercilessly with a horsewhip.

Anytime I would try to escape, he would hold me underwater until I would pass out. Because he loved me, as he always said. He's a sick monster.

"Bubbles!" He called, opening the door making me flinch away from the light.

I scooted as far back as possible from his approaching figure, trying to shield my exposed flesh from the animal.

"There you are. Do you feel like being a little more pleasant today?" He asked leaning down so that we were eye to eye.

I spat in his face and winced as his fist connected with my stomach. I coughed up blood and fell on my back weakly.

"That's it. Submit. It'll be so much easier if you do." Butch purred starting to kiss my neck.

I whimpered but the sound only made the beast moan.

"Your mine sugar. Forever and ever and ever..."

I wish I could have said that he was wrong. I wish I could say I escaped and never saw him again. I wish... I wish I could say that my life hadn't ended with me being Butch's prisoner.

But it did.

THE END