He dragged her up the stairs by her forearm and shoved her in her room. She regained her balance and he slammed the door shut.
"You fucking slut." He threw her on the bed.
"Hiten…" She tried to crawl away.
He flipped her below him and she gasped. "Just shut up and take it or it will fucking hurt." He threatened.
"Hiten…" She whispered.
"Shut your fucking mouth! The more you beg me to stop, the more it will hurt! You're mouth is only going to open when you're ready to scream my fucking name." He growled and she winced. He pulled his shirt over his head and her brows knotted together.
She punched his side and heard him grunt. She went to crawl off the bed but he grabbed her arm and pulled her to him.
"How dare you?"
"Stop!" She hissed as he nearly cut the circulation in his arm. She struggled to pry him off.
"When I say I'm going to fuck you, I am going to fuck you." He struggled to get her on her back as she squirmed.
"Hiten…" Tears became visible in his eyes.
"I am not in a good fucking mood so you will."
"Why should I suffer because of you're mood?" She yelled.
"Don't question me!" He pinned her wrists beside her head. 'I've let you go long enough." He kicked his jeans off.
"Stop!" She yelled and went to push him off.
"Shut up!" He snarled. He kissed the nape of her neck and he took the opportunity to bite his. He hissed as he felt her draw blood and pulled away. "You bitch." He glared and she kicked his stomach.
"I said stop!" Tear streamed down her face as she sat up. He lunged at her on the bed and slammed her back against the headboard. She moaned in pain and he turned her around so her chest was pressed against the wall.
"I said no." He challenged and she grunted as he roughly pushed himself in her backside. He held her hips in place and she practically screamed in pain.
"Wh-why are you…."
"I've been to fucking nice now shut up." He barked.
"Hiten…" She cried.
"Sh…" He rammed himself in and out at a quick pace and her hands slid down the wall. "Why did you have to be so damn resistant?" He demanded and she didn't respond. "Answer me, Masumi!"
""I'm….sorry!" She groaned.
"And you should be…." He hissed. He pulled out and pinned her back to the bed. Her back lifted completely off the bed as he forced himself into her. "How dare you say those things to me?"
"I…d-didn't mean it….please…stop…." She moaned.
"You don't deserve to enjoy this you ungrateful whore." He snarled.
"I-It hurts…" She hissed in pain.
"It's meant to." He pulled out and she whimpered. "You will learn your place with me." He redressed and she lay motionless.
He stormed out and slammed the door behind him. She heard the click, signaling he locked it.
He had been cruel before but lately, he acted as though she meant something. She knew that was probably a twisted game as well, though.
She changed into her nightgown and lay in her bed. Her eyes stayed wide opened as her head rested against the pillow.
-
Usually, she awoke to her breakfast call but today…she didn't hear anything. Assuming she awoke a little early, Masumi looked at the clock and gasped.
10:47
It was over two hours ago she usually ate. Her eyes darted around the room, as if expecting someone to be there. She frowned when nobody was.
So she did what she usually did. She took a quick shower and dressed comfortably, today in a simple pair of blue knit shorts and a black tank top. She did her hair and of course brushed her teeth. Then she sat back on her bed. Confused.
Was he not coming for her? She bit her bottom lip out of anxiousness as she stared blankly at the wooden door across from her.
Nothing.
Nobody.
She didn't even hear their voices. Her stomach growled and she frowned as she looked down. Then it hit her.
He didn't wake her for breakfast; he didn't even have Manten come. There was no sign that he had even been in her room since the night before. He wasn't going to come. Would she…starve?
Maybe she said some hurtful things, but in her mind they were true. She would stick by what she said. She crossed her arms over her stomach and frowned. She wouldn't cave.
-
She had barely moved from her bed and now was lying down, staring up at the ceiling. She was still hungry, but knew he wouldn't go too far with it. Her throat was dry and her frown deepened.
The truth was, when she thought about what she said to him, a lot of it was actually untrue. She liked the way he held her. The way he kept his word. Even on his bad days, she always saw him smile at her at least once. She blushed and shook her head again. She felt nothing for that bastard.
The sun had gone down hours ago and she shifted her gaze out the window to the night sky. She would jump out but he had them locked. Breaking them came to mind, but she was on the second floor. She wouldn't be able to get away once she landed.
The door opened and her back shot up. Hiten stood in the doorway and threw a water bottle at her feet.
"Drink." He barked with a scowl on his face.
"Wait…" She whispered in a raspy voice and his brows knotted together. He slammed the door behind him.
-
It had been a week now. She hadn't left her room, and in the past two days, she hadn't even left her bed. His only appearance was at night to bring her the individual bottled water. He didn't even speak to her anymore.
Her stomach no longer felt the need for food, the pain had numbed out. Occasionally she was overcome by nausea, but with no food in her system, it died out.
So she had laid there for two days. She didn't move and didn't even touch her water from the night before. Her skin had paled and she lost some weight. She heard the door open and still didn't move.
"Hiten wishes you to attend dinner." Said Manten. She nodded and let it sink in for a few minutes before slowly easing herself up so she was sitting. She slipped her feet to the ground and lost her balance when she stood up. Manten caught her and heard a faint whimper. He frowned.
She held his arm for support as she walked downstairs. Her eyes were lidded and her face emotionless, it gave Manten an eerie feeling. Her hair was thrown loosely and carelessly in a ponytail and she wore her mid-thigh length nightgown.
She reached the table and stared at it. Souten sat at one side of Hiten and Manten sat on the other side of Souten. She went to sit across, as far away as she could, from Hiten.
"Ah, ah, ah…here." He pointed to the seat beside him and she frowned. She held the chairs for support as she sat beside him. There was no place set for her. "Hungry?" He whispered.
He cut a piece of his steak and held it in front of her on his fork. She smelled the food and subconsciously leaned toward it. She opened her mouth to bite it and he slowly pulled it away, causing her to bite air.
"What's wrong with her?" Souten frowned.
"Nothing." Hiten darted his eyes to her and she jumped. Masumi frowned and folded her hands on her lap. She looked down at the table. "Manten, take Souten out." He smirked.
"But where? Its dinnertime and…" Manten started.
"Anywhere." Hiten cut him off and he frowned. He gave Masumi a sympathetic look.
"Souten…come now…" Manten followed his little sister out. Hiten waited until he heard the front door shut.
"Come here." He patted his lap and she didn't respond. "You know I hate repeating myself." She slowly stood up from her chair and slowly sat on his lap, keeping her head bowed the whole time. He held out the fork again and she bit her bottom lip. "Now, who owns you?"
She glared at him and he just waited.
"I can do this all night…answer me and I'll let you eat, refuse and you can go back to your room and starve." He shrugged. He ate the food and smiled. "Again, who owns you?"
"Y…you do…" She whispered; feeling defeated. He slowly placed the fork in her mouth and she chewed, careful not to eat too quickly.
"Good girl…" He wrapped one arm around her waist and she tensed but didn't move. "Who will you obey?"
"You…" She mumbled and received another bite.
"Every wish and command of mine will be followed by you." He smirked.
"Yes." She whispered and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Calm down…nobody's hurting you…" He said in a soothing tone and softly kissed the side of her neck.
"Please…"
"You blew your chance of having a say…" He trailed his kisses to her shoulder and slowly pushed the strap so it hung loosely beside her shoulder. He gave her the fork and she tried to ignore him as she quietly ate for the first time in days.
"Just…" She whimpered as he held her tighter at the waist.
"Stay silent and I won't be so rough…" He scoffed and she growled. She remembered why she hated him so much now. She squeezed the handle of her fork and it went unnoticed by him.
She spun the fork so the painted edges faced downward and harshly jabbed him in the leg beside where she was sitting. He gasped and she took the chance to get away from him.
She ran but felt her exhaustion from lack of nutrition. She grunted when she knew he was hot on her heels. He grabbed the end of her hair and swung her backwards. Her back slid against the floor and the back of her head hit the wall. She moaned in pain as she rubbed her now throbbing head.
"You stupid whore…" He shook his head as he scoffed in disbelief. "I don't understand your rebelliousness lately, but I don't like it."
"Don't call me that!" She shrieked and he glared.
"You still haven't gotten over him going to jail…have you?"
"No! It's you! Not him! You just beat me and force me and…how could you ever expect me to accept you?" She yelled as the tears streamed down her cheeks. He grabbed her arm and yanked her to her feet.
"If you were smart, you would learn when to shut your mouth."
"Fuck you." She glared. His eyes got wide and he went to strike her. She winced and opened her eyes. He grabbed her neck and she gasped.
"You will learn to listen." He squeezed and she fell to her knees. He let go and she held herself up on her hands, trying not to collapse altogether. "Who do you belong to?" He demanded.
"I hate you!" She shouted again, trying to block out the tears.
"That isn't what I asked!" His voice echoed through the halls. "Answer my question!" He watched her body tremble out of fear and felt his temper boil when she didn't answer. He slammed his fist through the wall and she jumped. "Who owns you?"
"You!" She yelled. He pulled her back to her feet and she glared at him. He wrapped his arms around her and she felt her body shiver a little.
"Sh…" He cooed and she went to push away. He held her tighter around the waist and she grunted. "Be a good girl…" He slid one hand down her back.
"St-" She stopped and her body went limp in his arms.
"Dammit…" His expression went from anger to worry when he saw she was unconscious. "Masumi?" He roughly shook her shoulders. "Wake up!"