Chapter 28

THEO~~~~


"Kill me," I said to myself as I became aware of my surroundings. The familiar shaking of my hands and legs derailed me from standing up as I lay sprawled on my bed.

It's been a week now. One week of what I now deem as unreasonable torture. It seems like I'm being targeted by the devil and he's sent his demon from hell to punish me because this is too twisted to be divine punishment.

That no-name bastard tortured me for a week now. He comes every night and I experience this every morning without knowing what happened to me. I stopped watching the sex tapes after the third day because all I could do was pity myself. I wish I never met the bastard.

Somehow it feels like I've sold myself to him since he made sure I had money and food in return for his sexual abuse. I've only been able to escape begging because of him since my bitchy mom still isn't back from her trip and hasn't made contact with me even once. I beginning to think she ran off with some stupid bastard like she often does.

My phone rang and I managed to check the caller ID with great effort. It was that bastard!

"H-hello," I said nervously.

"Seems like you're awake," he purred. "Slept well?"

"Uh....."

"I think you did since you woke up pretty late today," he continued without waiting for my answer. This bastard!

Truthfully, I was indecisive about my answer because this guy was quite dominant with me. I would wake up in even worse shape if I spoke out of turn.

"Um, what time is it?" I asked as carefully as I could.

"What's the meaning of that?" he asked in a tone that expressed irritation.

"What?"

"Your voice and the way you talk," he replied. "Why are you acting so meek?"

"Well, I....."

"It doesn't matter why, just stop it," he ordered. "It doesn't suit you and I hate meek men. They're boring and stupid. Don't make me hate you too."

What the fuck?! What sort of twisted bastard is this?! He reprimands and punishes me when I'm being myself and still hates it when I'm being submissive? That's just fucked up!

"Besides, I like broken toys when they're actually broken," he added. "Not when they pretend to be broken."

I stood up as the strength in my body returned and I let out a sigh. I felt a little dizzy as I stood up and staggered a little bit before regaining my balance. What the fuck is this bastard doing to me every night?

"Are you there?" he asked after a while of silence.

"Just tell me the time," I replied coldly.

"That's my man," he laughed. "It's past 1:00 pm."

"Oh, I slept that long?" I asked, not exactly surprised.

"You aren't surprised, huh?" he giggled like a girl. "This is the latest you've woken up."

"You don't know when I usually wake up before I met," I commented as I walked down the stairs. "And I've gotten pretty used to waking up late since I met you."

"Good," he remarked. "So what would you be doing today?"

"Nothing much, why?"

"I want you to go outside and stop living like a hermit," he said. "I have a little extra to the money I sent to you to cover the costs of your outing. Go have fun."

"Uh, okay?" I replied, unsure of the reason for this gesture. Knowing his personality, I'm pretty sure he wants something. "Why are you making me go out though? What do you want?"

"Nothing," he replied. "Just go have fun. I need also need you to be healthy if I want to keep having my fun. Go for a stroll or hit a gym. You can also hit a bar and have fun since emotions also play a role in your sexual stamina."

"I'm sceptical but okay," I shrugged. "See you then."

"Oh, wait," he said. "You must not have any sexual relations with a man, woman or beast. I don't appreciate anyone touching what's mine."

"Bye," I said and hung up. What the fuck does he mean by mine. It's fucking stupid.

I dragged my weak body to the bathroom to freshen up. It took longer than I thought since it was difficult lifting my arms. I think I'm sick.

"I guess I should go for a check-up," I said to myself as I got out of the bathtub.

I trudged down the stairs just as the bell rang. It must be the food he ordered for me. I opened the door to receive it but was greeted with an unfamiliar face. He usually used only one delivery man. He said he specifically chose him and warned me not to take any delivery from a different person.

"Who are you?" I asked cautiously as I looked around in case it was an ambush.

"I'm here to deliver your food," the guy replied, handing the bag to me.

I refused to accept it. "I don't know you."

"A delivery was ordered for you, sir," he said gesturing to the bag in his hand. "It wasn't ordered by you though."

"Exactly," I said. "I don't know you, so go get my deliveryman."

"It's in your best interest that you take this delivery, sir," he said coldly. It sounded more like a threat than a request.

"What?" I asked as I looked around. I was far away from anything I can use as a weapon. I wanted to bang the door in his face but I doubt he'll let me. I don't know what the fuck that bastard has gotten himself into but I'm not going down for him. For now, I have to stall for time as I think of a way out.

"Sir?" he asked. "Won't you take your order?"

"I said I want my delivery man," I hissed, trying to not show any hint of fear. "If you can't get him then I don't want any of the orders. Return them and don't worry about the refund."

"I would like you to accept it though," he said. "Now."

My phone rang at that instant, interrupting whatever reply I had. I looked to the caller ID and thankfully it was that bastard.

"Hey, what the fuck is going on?!" I yelled at him as I answered the call.

"Weird guy at your doorstep, right?" he asked, ignoring my question.

"Yes, and he's forcing me to take something," I hissed. "Did you send him?"

"Just give the phone to him," he replied, again ignoring me.

"Here," I said to the guy as I handed him the phone. "The owner of the order wants to talk to you."

The guy reluctantly took the phone from me and I could feel his hands shaking as he did. His behaviour changed in an instant from intimidating to scared. Who the fuck is this rapist bastard?

"H-Hello?" the guy stuttered. I didn't hear a word about their conversation and the guy was smart enough to keep me clueless despite my obvious curiosity but he noticeably grew even more scared with every passing second of the conversation. "Alright sir, I'll inform him."

He handed the phone back to me as he avoided eye contact with me.

"Hey, what's going on?" I asked.

"You can receive the package," he replied. "It's nothing that would harm you."

"What's going on though?" I asked again.

"Be careful though," he said. "There's a human's body part in there so you should be prepared for it, or do your best to avoid seeing it."

"What?! A human body part?!" I yelled in confusion. "What the fuck is going on?! What have you gotten me into?!"

"Okay now, have fun," he said and hung up. He ignored my questions until the end. What on Earth did I get myself into?

"I'll be going now, please don't ask me about what is going on either," the man said after handing me the package and turned to leave. "This is my advice to you. Don't resist, because you can't escape," he got in his car after that and drove off like it was nothing. I didn't even know he brought a car with him.

I went back inside and plopped into a sofa as I tried to piece together what happened just now. Whatever is going on is extremely dangerous and I've been roped in by that rapist.

I looked at the food which I had dumped on the kitchen counter. If a human's body part is inside that then I definitely can't eat it. Good thing I have some money, I guess I'll be eating out.

I dumped the package in a dumpster at an alley a good distance away from my house and continued on my way to a restaurant. My stroll was filled with thoughts of my situation and the possibility of me being a victim of it. In this situation, it was very likely I would be targeted if that bastard is the target since he's been spending every night with me for about a week now.

I really wish I was back home in the South.