Beg For Me
She has given him everything she had and more. She has nothing left for herself. And he still doesn't appreciate her sacrifices.
"Is anything the matter, Bellatrix?" her Lord asks her quietly when she doesn't leave the room after they are done. She longs for him to turn around, to at least look at her when he speaks to her. But he doesn't. He keeps his back on her. She is not important enough for his attention.
He has long ago taught her not to ask for anything more, not to expect anything else from him. Everything human, everything sane within her has withered away under his influence. Still, she clings on to the hope that one day he will ask her to stay.
He always promises her a reward when he sends her to kill or torture someone. Those are the times she feels alive. When she is in control, and the people at her feet are begging her for mercy. When she can still hope for his gratitude. It is all she has left, all she ever wishes for anymore. He has promised to reward her, but he never does. He only leaves her broken into more pieces. Not feeling anything except the constant pain of longing. And he will never be there for her, never beg for her not to go. He doesn't care.
My first story submitted in English and on this site - and my first drabble ever (if 220 words still count as drabble^^)... It is loosely based KORN's song "Beg for Me", because this was the first song to turn up on my playlist and because I didn't have any inspiration. Feedback is very much wanted, because there is always room for improvement ;)