WARNING: CROSS-DRESSING, DESCRIPTION OF PAIN, MIND MANIPULATION
I want to thank everyone who favorite, followed, and reviewed for this story. As I said the first chapter was going to be a prototype just to see how much people actually liked this story and I'm happy to see that people liked it a lot. So thank you again.
So I decided to write some chapters in first person Point of View because I feel like it will make it seem more scary and horrific when it is being told from first person. I will write the story from different character's P.O.V and I'll tell you guys when there is no person P.O.V.
I'm sorry if this chapter is going to be short. I promise the next chapter will be longer, it's just that I haven't posted a chapter in a long time so I just wanted to post something to give you guys.
Enjoy!
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Dangerous Love
Chapter 2
The Killer
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Kurt P.O.V
I whimpered in the cold feeling the hard cement against my skin. The metal chains around my wrist making a cling sound every time I tried to move. My ankles are throbbing in pain still hurting no matter how many painkillers I take as I kept hearing his pants.
"It hurts," I cried softly trying to move again as he just kept on panting, "It hurts." I rolled on my side seeing if I pressed my ankle against the cold floor it would feel better.
I kept meowing in pain flinching every time my ankle moved. Never ever have I expected this to happen. This isn't the Blaine that I know. My beautiful Blaine is kind, happy, friendly, not this person who is keeping me chained up in his basement and hurting me.
"SHUT UP!" Blaine yelled at me throwing something plastic at me as it hit my back. I flinched in fear more at his yelling than having something being hurtfully thrown at me.
"Stop bitching around and let me finish." Blaine ordered coldly going back to his pushups. The basement air filled with dampness from the heat and sweat from Blaine's body as he's been exercising for the last hour.
I tried to keep quiet as best as I could, but the pain just kept on hurting like it will never end. Both of my ankles are broken so I can't walk, and having a broken bone hurt like hell especially when one has been hit with a sledgehammer and the other has been pushed down the stairs. I couldn't feel my feet anymore, all I could move were just my legs. I pressed my hand against my mouth to stop any more noises that were about to come out, but I couldn't, I kept on whimpering in pain. It just hurt so much.
I hate this.
I hate this pain.
I hate this darkness that I've been surrounded in.
I hate the damp air, the cold cement, the iron chains.
But I can never hate my captor. I love him too much because I know this isn't him.
"Why can't you just stop? All you have been doing is just, whine, whine, whine," Blaine said as I heard him moving around until he hovered over me, "it's been a week and I've got you painkillers, bandaged you up because you were whining too much. Aren't you just over reacting?" I kept lying on my side pressing my hand harder against my mouth to prevent a sound from coming out.
"Look at me." Blaine said roughly grabbing my chained wrist and flinging me over on my back to face him. I looked at him with shock as I saw his eyes look my most naked body. I still had my black underwear on.
"You're all skin and bones," Blaine said touching my neck down to my collar bones as he roughly moved his hands down my chest, "Where's all the fat? It won't be much fun cutting you, but since I need to punish you for making too much noise I think this will do."
I saw him canned the top open from one of my canned tuna as he pressed it sharply against my collarbones. Blaine slowly moved his hand down as I suppressed my voice from screaming in pain as I felt my skin be ripped open and the warmth of my blood came rushing out. I felt Blaine lift his hand up with the top of the canned tin as I flinched in pain again.
"UWAA!" I cried trying to stop the blood from coming out only to feel my collarbone area painfully sting. I felt so much fear and pain from Blaine's punishment that I couldn't keep it in anymore no matter how hard I tried.
I urinated.
I heard Blaine sigh and unlocked my chains from my wrist and tossed me over his shoulder to carry me out of the dreadful basement. Finally I saw light! It felt to so good to see light again after being locked up in darkness for so long. Blaine continued to carry me upstairs until we reached the bathroom on the first floor where he gently put me down in the bathtub.
"Dammit," Blaine sighed in annoyance as I pressed my hand against my collarbone, "Kurt, look this way." I looked up at Blaine only to be met with cold soaking water attacking my face.
"Ack!" I said using my arms as a barrier to stop the freezing water from hitting my face roughly.
"Put your hands down. I can't wash you like that." Blaine said bringing my hands down as he grabbed a mop bucket and filled it with cold water as the shower kept hitting me. Blaine poured the water all over my body especially my boxer briefs.
"Here, wash yourself good until I get back." Blaine ordered throwing me shampoo and conditioner.
I saw Blaine leave the bathroom and I took some shampoo to sniff it and it smelled exactly like Blaine. I love his smell and to think that I would smell like him too made me a little happy. I washed my hair with the shampoo and rinsing it all out and did the same thing with the conditioner.
"You done yet?" Blaine asked entering the bathroom again. I looked up to see he changed clothes. He went from his shorts to a pair of dark gray sweat pants and a black shirt.
"A-almost." I said rinsing out the last bit of conditioner in my hair.
"Well hurry up so I can bring you back down."
Just hearing the word 'back down' made me feel a pit in my stomach. I looked at Blaine with tears in my eyes.
"Blaine, please. Don't make me go back down! I'll do anything! The basement is too dark a-and moist a-and stuffy! Please don't make me go down!" I begged. I didn't want to go down. I can't go down there! Surely Blaine won't let me!
"Hurry up so I can take you there." Blaine said leaving the room again completely ignoring my pleading.
I felt shocked when Blaine felt. Blaine can't leave me down there. He wouldn't! H-he loves me so he won't make me go down there right? When someone loves you they'll listen to you, right? Blaine won't make me go down there. I kept thinking of that until Blaine reentered the room again with new pair of clothes.
"Done?" he questioned. I nodded my head as he lifted me up and sat me down on the toilet.
"Strip off your underwear." Blaine said. I felt my cheek get red as I removed my underwear with Blaine watching me. Being naked in front of Blaine is embarrassing! He must find me disgusting to look at right? I'm a boy, but many people always thought of me as a girl. My delicate porcelain skin, my body shape of how I don't have any muscle to see and my voice that is always high and feminine. I covered my private part with my hands looking away from Blaine.
"Put this on." Blaine ordered handing me a red shirt. I put on the red shirt and Blaine kneeled in front of me holding something black in his hands.
"Put your arms around me so I can put this on." I followed Blaine's orders and wrapped my hand around his neck and felt my butt being lifted and he put my feet inside the clothing and lifted it up to my waist. Looking down I saw that I am wearing a long black skirt.
"Wow," Blaine said with a laugh, "You look like a whore." Blaine took my underwear and walked out of the room and I used my arms to slide out of the bathroom on the floor and into the hallway.
I sat there on the floor lifting up the black skirt to dry off my wet hair. I looked around the hallway and saw the front door. If I wanted too, I can crawl and escape. There is plenty of sun outside so it is still early in the morning or afternoon, and where Blaine lives, there are always people outside doing something, like walking their dog or driving down the street. If I can get out and scream for help, someone is surely able to hear me and see me.
"Retard." I heard his voice.
I snapped my neck around to see Blaine behind me.
"I made sure to give you enough time to crawl out of here. There is a couple outside going out of a run, if you crawled they would have seen you or are you starting to like being here?" Blaine questioned bringing up a knife to Kurt's face. Blaine pointed the knife to the front door.
"Let's make a deal," Blaine said, "Don't cross this line."
I looked at where he was pointing at and saw that it is the line of the end of the staircase where it reached the front door.
"If you do cross the line because if you do," Blaine paused his sentence to grip my wet hair and yank it back bringing the knife up to my neck so I could feel the dull blade touching me, "I'll pull your neck back and slice it up."
I felt myself gulp as he put more pressure on the knife against my throat. I felt the cold metal and my body instantly freeze.
"I slice you nice and slowly at a steady speed and SLICE! Don't worry, you won't even be surprised when you look in the mirror, it'll be below your chin so you won't see it." Blaine continues to talk as he moved in front of me now. I gripped the black skirt in fear as felt my tears come running down. I'm so scared that he actually going to slice my throat open.
"Jesus, is there any other expression you can make other than crying and screaming? Smile." Blaine said standing up.
I looked up and forced myself to smile for Blaine. Blaine cupped my face with his strong hands kissed my washed head.
"Good boy. Just listen to me and you'll be fine. You're still trembling and you need to stop because she never trembled like that." Blaine said taking one of my hands and kissing it and I brought it up to his cheek.
"I love you."
I felt my heart stop when I heard that.
"I-I love you too!" I said instantly.
"What are you talking about? I meant my mom. You're wearing her clothes and just that outfit brings back nostalgia." Blaine said and I felt my cheek rise with embarrassment.
"Why don't you make some dinner? I'm hungry and could eat something." Blaine pulled me up with his strong arms and I looked down and saw the sharp blade shining a little in the light.
Blaine dropped me off the in front of the counter and pulled out a chair from the kitchen table for me to sit. Blaine handed me the knife and putting my hands around it.
"Since you look like a housewife, why not act like one right? The knife is sharp so try not to cut yourself with it. Being a housewife is important because you have to cook and clean, hard labor is going to be tough on your delicate body." Blaine let go of my hands and went to grab some more vegetables for whatever he wanted for dinner.
"Here are some vegetables. Wash them and cut them for tonight. You're making chili. Let's hope it taste good because if not, I might have to kill you." Blaine said with a smile laughing like it was a joke, but I felt fear creeping through me.
"Relax, it was a joke. I won't kill you even if you fuck up dinner." Blaine left the kitchen leaving me to wash and cut the vegetables to make chili for dinner tonight.
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I hope you enjoyed the second chapter because it's only going to get more horrifying and dramatic so prepare yourself.
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