He hurt me again today. No, not with the knife.
(he sighs)
I wish it was the knife. (he laughs, leaning back in his chair)
He raped me. I really hate it when he does that, but…
(he sighs again)
I think he does it to prove to himself I belong to him. As if I could ever leave.
(his phone rings) Sorry. (he picks it up) Hello?
(muffled shouting; he cringes) Please… not him… what did-
"If its him, hang up."
Stop… don't! (audible dial tone)
(he groans, his head in his hands) He killed another one. My boss.
"I'm sorry."
(he chuckles softly) I'm not. He was a sick fuck, harassing me all the time.
"Did that make you angry?"
No. Well…
(he shifts a little) He would always punish me when I came home. He did everyday, but on a day where I was visibly shaken he would make it worse.
"I see. Does he want to change for the better?"
Fuck no. If anything, he wants to get worse. Just this morning, I woke up-
(he coughs) Sorry. I woke up covered in someone else's blood, and I know it wasn't mine because it smelled different, and it wasn't his because I don't think he's ever been cut.
"What if he did?" (he looks around)
I don't know. (he coughs again, louder)
And another thing: he keeps telling me that he loves me. What the fuck?
"Maybe he's being genuine."
(he looks as if he wants to say something but doesn't)
"There are certain situations in which-"
I don't want any of your fucking mental… shit.
(he closes his eyes)
"All apologies."
He says it almost every day now, especially after he beats me. I've never screamed once, never shed a tear. He says I'm a cold, emotionless bitch, then he tells me he loves me.
(he glances at a painting, then to the floor)
I wish I could tell what he was really thinking.
"If you had that power-"
Would I use it wisely?
"Sure."
No. In fact, I would go through everyone's head in the world just to mess with them. Then I might start a war or two. Just to liven things up.
(his phone rings again)
"Don't pick it up."
Hello? No worries, I'm in his office.
"Hang up the phone."
I'll see you in a little. Bye.
(he throws the phone at a wall)
He wants me to come home. I've gotta go. (he stands up)
"Ryou-"
(the door slams)
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