A/N: Hey sorry it has been a while! Here is some more! It is just getting difficult to write because the conclusion to the story isn't so far away anymore.
Chapter Seventeen
Hancock just lay naked, sobbing to herself.
"This is your fault"
Ruyi's voice played over and over in her head when she was told of her pregnancy.
The pregnancy…
She almost laughed at the thought of her being pregnant. No, it wasn't her who was pregnant. The person who was pregnant was the scared girl who got captured by the monsters hiding under her bed. Hancock was just trapped in this poor girl's body.
She kept trying to tell herself that but frankly it wasn't working because in nine months it would be Hancock giving birth to this devil spawn and not the made up girl in her head. Slipping off the bed, numb, Hancock made her way to the toilet bowl once again and emptied her stomach. Then she sat and stared. Stared around the room. She stared at the bed and wondered, not everything is screwed down right?
She crawled over to the bed and lifted the sad excuse of a mattress. The wood boards weren't nailed down… but was she even strong enough to do any damage with that?
Just in case, she pulled one out and placed it under the bed. Maybe if she caught him off guard.
Those were the only thing that was screwed into the metal frame. Hancock tried to move one of the screws but only succeeded in cutting through the skin on her fingers.
Sitting and staring, Hancock felt her stomach tense and loosen, as if the devil spawn was already growing inside her and literally feeding off her life force. Of course she knew this wasn't true, but she was so tired, so very, very tired. She could never get enough proper sleep and there was nothing to be awake for anyway.
She stared at the walls, at each of the cracks, the spider webs, the places where paint flaked off. She stared at the cracks by the toilet and the poor plumbing work. At the light in the middle of the room, always off.
She kept staring, the walls slowly distorting. She felt like they were suddenly blacker, darker, moving closer towards her. Closing her in. Suddenly she wasn't breathing anymore. She was trying, inhaling, exhaling, but nothing. The room had no air for her to inhale or exhale. Around her eyes things went black. Suddenly it was hot, and not even a second later it was freezing. How could there be a temperature when there was no air.
Now she was floating away from her body and no longer in need of air. Her body convulsing for what it so desperately needed below her. She didn't really care. Her body needed so many things but that also meant that the devil spawn had access to these things too. Hancock looked down, the pain in her stomach growing, her stomach apparently growing too. Suddenly it was as if she was seven or eight months pregnant. She freaked and looked away for a second but then suddenly it felt like this wasn't something that shouldn't have happened. Yes, her baby was due soon. It wasn't but for some reason that thought didn't occur to her.
The walls started to seep a black oil. Hancock stared at it, not registering that this was not normal. She was back in her body. Suddenly she felt that she could breathe again. It didn't feel like she ever lacked air anymore either. She stared and stared at the seeping oil. Not oil, it was thicker. It was a type of goo. It was coming closer to her.
Touching her feet. Now covering her legs. The room was filling with it. It was now around her waist. Higher and higher still. At her shoulders, up to her chin. She closed her eyes and eventually was completely covered. It was completely dark.
Awake!
Looking around the room, Hancock saw no goo, no lack of air, no baby bump, nothing. None of it had happened.
She wiped her brow from the sweat that had beaded together and sighed. Great, now she was hallucinating, or just falling asleep without even realizing it. She was so exhausted. How long had it even been at this point?
She lost count so long ago.
She wished so much she had put a stop to this so long ago. There had to have been something right? Something she convinced herself wouldn't have worked.
Hancock touched her stomach and sobbed tearlessly. What was she going to do?
What could she do?
Take him down with her, that's what.
Zoro, watched Hancock's unmoving body in the same room like before, this time without her possible baby. The baby he did not even know about. He was bitter to say the least about not being told something so important. He may in some people's eyes only be her 'boyfriend' but considering their situation, things were much different for them and the normal definition of 'boyfriend'.
It was horrible, each day she was under, is one day longer away from her, From their future and one more day that she was stuck in her own personal hell. She was reliving what she had been through.
It was killing him to know he could not help her right now. He just wanted to help her through this torment.
Zoro could even admit to missing her self-obsessed bitchy attitude that she put on. He could almost laugh at the thought of her first waking words being about how beautiful she was compared to the mess he probably looked now from being beside her bed every day since they found it.
He chuckled slightly at the idea, feeling a bit better at the reminder that she was resilient and there is nothing he couldn't help her through.
He was human however, and very afraid of what would happen when she finally did wake up. Would it be better if she died? Maybe then she would be out of her misery. He knew she would want to live however, and of course he wanted that more than anything! However, what if she could not stand living? What if he can't help her?
What if she can't past the memories at all?
She deserved to be happy, deserved it more than anyone.
The day stretched on but Ruyi didn't visit. Not at all. She heard the creek of floorboards by the door some hours ago to signify that he was standing there, however, he chose not to enter the room.
What a relief… thought Hancock.
The less he visited her the better in her mind. It also gave her more time to plan her possibly escape, with killing him and dying or if she even got lucky enough to actually escape.
Zoro… thinking about seeing him again kept her going. The only mad she has ever properly loved, and the only man who had ever truly loved her. Truly loving who she was and not just her appearance.
She smiled slightly thinking about Zoro and drifted off to sleep, resting for the first time in days because for once her mind was filled with happy thoughts and not just replaying nightmares that happen in the day, and picturing them again whilst she slept, making sleep nearly impossible. Reliving horrors more than once just wasn't possible. She wasn't strong enough.
Her sleep was deep and she pictured what her life with Zoro might have been like if it started out normally. If she was normal. Of course she wondered what their sex life might be like. Her dream turned naughty but she enjoyed the idea of sex that she would enjoy. Things seemed to be heating up for her but then suddenly she was very aware she was no longer dreaming. Her dream was her and Zoro, touching and kissing and enjoying, but she was actually being touched.
It all felt like a bad dream, yes. She was waking up next to her boyfriend who apparently got a little excited in the night and decided to wake her up with romantic loving sex.
No… that isn't right. Her eyes still closed, she realized that being with Zoro was the dream… She was still stuck in her nightmare!
Grunting noses filled the room as she was aware of Ruyi pumping into her vigorously without her consent. He was rougher than usual, chasing his climax in such a deprived way.
Hancock stayed perfectly still. Unmoving and almost forgetting to breathe, she didn't want to let him know she was awake. There was nothing she could fight. He was already inside her… like the many other times he had been. It wasn't as painful as usual because in her sleep she had become aroused in her confused state. Convinced herself she was with her loving boyfriend. This only seemed to spur Ruyi on, her wetness making his arousal all the more prominent. He grabbed her head and although she still pretended to be asleep, he kissed her forcefully. Touching her in places that she would later cry about.
She forced her mind back to Zoro and waited for the lecherous sociopath to get off of her and leave.
Eventually he did leave, never saying anything to her or ever really looking at her. This is what is would be like for the next couple of days. Hancock noted his trips were less frequent than before, and now he kept most of his visits to be done whilst Hancock slept. Which made sleeping impossible of course.
Sometimes she noted, he would just come in to watch her, whilst she tried her hardest to pretend to be asleep. Other times he would "wake" her and have his way. Other times, he didn't even bother to check if she was awake.
He no longer sought to get a reaction from her. He reveled so much in her reactions in the past. Her hatred driving him into doing more unspeakable things to her. Scarring her back, kidnapping her, using her family against her.
Suddenly he seemed at a loss of words. Maybe it was the pregnancy. Suddenly she was a real person and suddenly there were major consequences. Either way, he deserved to feel pain and fear. He deserved more than that even.
She wasn't going to see him as a human being because what he did wasn't human at all. He deserved no sympathy.
The nightmare really needed to end. She planned to take the next opportunity she could get.