This is a rather dark story and each chapter will come with content that may disturb some readers. There is bodily harm inflicted in this story and mental torture. If you don't want to read this content please don't read any further. This chapter is a little short.
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It was a lot that she was here and hadn't attempted to kill Kilgrave in her childhood home. This was the most disturbing thing she had ever seen anyone do but she knew the lengths Kilgrave would go to get into someone's head.
The wine she drank tonight wasn't enough for her to get past what had happened or to drown out the memories that plague her each night. It was enough for her to feel fuzzy as she didn't want to be out cold in case Kilgrave decided he was too impatient for her to warm up to him.
She felt for the cook and maid as they would suffer if she didn't play by his rules and show that she was at the very least trying to let him try be the man she could at least tolerate.
Another event always came to mind when she tried to bury the past. Kilgrave showed that he didn't always use his power directly on her to control her. During these times was when he really got into her head.
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"Why are you in such a mood?"
"I don't want to wear this dress."
Kilgrave sighed. "Then wear another one!" He hissed as he watched Jessica literally tear the one she wore off herself. He wasn't pleased she tore apart his favorite dress he had her wear. Jessica was pleased by the sound and in her eyes there was a little bit of triumph. He would have to break her of that.
She put on a blue dress that neither of them were fond of but she called it a win if Kilgrave disliked it.
"I am wearing a dress. You bought it for me."
He wanted to argue with her but decided to teach her a lesson instead. They went out to a store and he bought some rat poison then told the taxi driver to pull up to a random house. He watched and saw that the owners were home.
"You remember that wonderful cleaner that cleaned things up so well at the last hotel?"
Jessica nodded. She knew this wasn't going to end well but she wasn't prepared for what would happen in the next hour.
"She has a wonderful happy home. A husband who is also hard working and he also loves her. They have two children, a son and daughter. They are the perfect picture family. All of that will be destroyed tonight. Come with me, smile and don't do anything to alert them something is very wrong."
Before leaving the car he addressed the driver. "Stay here and wait for us. Turn off the meter. You know this family deserves some revenge. You want revenge against them."
The driver nodded and got an evil smirk on his face. "Let the bastards have it."
Jessica felt numb as she walked into the house, sat at the dinner table and watched the horror begin.
"Now Frank, you have a beautiful home and wife."
"Thank you we've worked hard and I am a lucky man."
Kilgrave took the rat poison and added it to all the plates on the table. "Now don't worry this is just some seasoning you all want to eat but not yet."
They all nodded and looked excited at the prospect of eating the poison. The children were quiet as per Kilgrave's orders.
"Kilgrave please I am…"
"Do not say a word or interrupt until is say you can speak." Kilgrave turned to the family again. "Now Frank this is how this will work. You get to eat this wonderful seasoning every time Jessica admits she has done something I don't like in the past week. If it's really bad you may get to eat two spoonful's from your plate. Or you could pass the joy to another family member."
Jessica was starting to sob and tears were running down her face while she had a smile on her face.
"Don't think about Jessica. You think she is happy."
Then it started.
Frank started it off and Jessica had to speak. "I ripped your favorite dress because I know it would hurt you."
"That's at least three helpings. Frank do you want the honor or will you give it to someone else at the table?"
"Can I have two and give one to my daughter?"
"Sure, I don't mind you sharing."
Jessica watched at Frank ate two forkful's of potato with some rat poison on it and the 10 year old girl ate one.
The game kept going. Each family member asking her the same question over and over again.
"I lied about hating pasta so he couldn't use it against me."
"I stole $100 dollars from him and gave it to the man he abused."
"The earrings he bought for me I broke on purpose because I didn't want to wear them."
"I keep making eye contact with other men so he would get upset and leave the restaurant so he won't harm anyone there."
The confessions were small infractions but to Kilgrave this was training lesson Jessica would never forget.
By the end, the two children were going to die and the husband and wife were passing out from pain. She had so much to confess that they ran out of things to eat and had to eat the poison directly from the box.
Soon the family was dead. Jessica stood and took only three steps before she threw up. She backed away from Kilgrave forcing herself into the wall.
"I'll do my best to make you happy."
Kilgrave sat up from the chair and made his way over to her. "Oh yes I know. So you know when you purposefully disobey or annoy me, there are consequences. Now there are times I like some playful defiance but I am sure you know when those times come up."
All Jessica could do was nod and force a smile on her face without being asked.
"Ah, you see. Not so hard is it? Now let's go back to the hotel and I will allow you to pick out a dress to wear for dinner. I'm famished."
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Breakfast at her family home the next morning was rather difficult but Kilgrave was really trying to be on his best behavior. He did treat her very well but she knew that just because he promised not to command her directly didn't mean he wouldn't use other methods to manipulate her.
He waited, dressed casually for the meal. She much preferred he dressed this way. He looked normal. But that was the costume he wore. They both did as neither of them were or ever will be normal.