Finders Keepers
Chapter 4
Pein took the little slut to his office. On the inside he was fuming, not entirely sure what he should do with her. Maybe just kill her, she seemed like too much trouble, or takes her back to her family… no, that would be even more trouble. He knew once he would be able to break her, he would not have any problems like this with her. But the question is how long it would take to break her.
Mia was standing in the same place as earlier that day in front of his desk. She felt a little better than earlier, after a nap and a snack, but she knew she was really in for it this time. Pein was going through the draws in his desk, he pulled out a twelve inch wooden ruler.
"Come, Sit." He pulled his chair out for her to sit in. Mia slowly walked behind his desk and sat down. This didn't look good.
"Put your hands on my desk, palms down." He was standing off to her right side. Mia did so, maybe if she cooperated, he wouldn't be so harsh. Pein wacked the back of her right hand first. Mia pushed her head back on the chair firmly, she wasn't going to scream. He struck her left hand just as hard. She bit her lower lip, there was no was she was going to give him the satisfaction of screaming and crying. Pein went back and forth on her hands, slowly increasing how hard he hit each time. Mia yanked her hands back after about twenty hits. She gripped a break in the skin on her left hand. There was a small amount of blood coming out. Tears were starting to roll down her face.
"Put your hands back on the desk." Pein tapped the spot with the ruler.
"I'm bleeding." She choked out.
"I will make you bleed in so many other places if you do not put your hands back on the desk immediately." Pein tapped the spot again. Mia listened this time. She didn't want to bet on this threat being empty. Pein smacked the back of her right hand multiple times in a row until the skin broke open. Mia was quietly crying.
"Crying is not going to get you anywhere." He put the ruler back in the drawer. Mia held her hands in her lap, trying not to get blood on anything. Pein looked down at the girl, debating in his mind what could he do to her next.
"Stand up." Pein yanked the chair away from the desk. Mia stood up, still tightly holding her hands. He gripped her shoulder and led her into the hall and down a few doors. Pein opened the door to a bedroom and pushed her forward. Mia got a little more nervous, his bedroom was one of the last places she wanted to be. He kept pushing her to another door that lead to his attached bathroom.
"Rinse the blood off your hands." Pein turned the faucet on for her. Mia flinched as the cold water ran over the cuts. Pein pulled out a plastic bottle that had clear fluid in it, along with some bandages. He shut the water off once most of the blood was washed off.
"Keep your hands in the sink." He unscrewed the cap to the bottle and slowly poured the fluid over her hands.
"Fuck!" Mia screamed as she felt the burning sensation through the backs of her hands. She yanked her hands back, still screaming. Pein gripped her right wrist, forcing her hand back over the sink, dumping more alcohol over the cut. Mia tried to pull her hand away, kicking and punching at Pein with her free hand.
"You don't want to get an infection, now give me your other hand." Pein let go of her right wrist, reaching for her left.
"No…" Mia wiped the tears away with her sleeve. Pein was getting impatient, he yanked her left hand to the sink and poured more alcohol on the cut. Mia continued to attempt to pull away.
"If I was your parents, I would be happy you are gone." Pein let go of her, and replaced the cap on the bottle.
"Shut up." Mia grumbled, wiping her hands off on her pants.
"People like you are the reason I never had kids."
"I thought you never had kids because no woman could stand you long enough to get pregnant by you." Mia said under her breath. Pein grabbed the bandages. He wanted to strangle her.
"Here, put them on yourself." He shoved the bandages into her chest.
"What, have nothing to say back?" Mia taunted him, pulling one out of the wrapper.
"I am not going to waste my energy arguing with a child." He left the bathroom and went to the closet in his bedroom. Mia followed him, finishing wrapping her hands.
"Maybe I should knock you up then send you back home." Pein turned to her, taking his shirt off. Mia stood her ground, she couldn't tell if he was serious or not. But there was no way she was going to have sex with him.
"What? Have nothing to say back?" Pein mimicked what she had said to him moments ago.
"Like I would have sex with you." Mia leaned against the wall.
"It looked like you were about to have sex with Hidan in the kitchen, why wouldn't you have sex with me now?" He pointed out, changing into a lounge shirt.
"That's different, he is nicer." Mia tried to defend herself in the earlier situation she had gotten herself into.
"Hidan? Nice? Yeah right." Pein laughed, this girl had really bad judgment.
"He is nicer to me than you are." Mia clarified.
"Hidan is just trying to lour you in so he can use you as a sacrifice." Pein smiled, hoping that would freak her out. Mia glared at him from across the room. He couldn't be serious about that.
"How about you take a nap, and if you behave yourself, maybe I'll let you have dinner."
"Fine." Mia grumbled, Still wondering if Hidan's plan was just to sacrifice her, and for what?
"I will be back in a few hours." He smiled to her, leaving the room. Mia could hear a clicking sound, she bet he had locked her in his room.
Author's Note
It has been some time since I last updated this story. I have so many other ideas and sorta lost interest until recently.
But I hope you like this chapter and please tell me what you think and any ideas you have. I love the suggestions I have been reading.
And sorry for the amount of time I have taken off, but I am going to be continuing with this story.