33 - hostage

                                    

                                          



A/N: Things are heating up, comment your predictions at the end of the chapter. There's also a lot of POV changes, just to let ya'll know. I apologize for any grammar mistakes too. Enjoy, :)))
11/24/19
Billies POV:
I wake up disoriented, and with a huge headache. I could imagine this is what it's like to wake up with a hangover.
I sit up and try to stretch, but when I do, I realize my wrists are restricted. I open my eyes and realize I'm in a room I don't recognize.
I look at my wrists to see they're zip-tied up to the bedpost. I try pulling them off and they only make them tighter. I wince in pain before looking around. The windows are completely blacked out by black-out curtains and I see the walls filled with a parallel-like foam cover. I could assume they were soundproof padding.
Then I realize the situation I'm in.
I immediately start freaking out, trying to reach my teeth to the zip ties to rip them off, it wasn't until the door opens, revealing Desmond putting on a shirt, assuming he just got out of the shower.
"Goodmorning princess," He says amused as he smiles at me, crossing his arms. I look at him and glare at him.
"You're trying to look intimidating, it's adorable." He says as he sits down on the edge of the bed, continuing as he looks at me. "It's like watching a floofy pomeranian growl if you catch my drift,' He says as he continues to look at me. I don't answer him, I continue to stay quiet.
"Cat got your tongue?" He says to me as he smiles. I stay silent. He sighs as he scoots over to me. I back away from him as my back hits the bedpost. He laughs and stays where he's at.
"See, you're not brave. You're terrified. You're terrified of me, and the thought of that makes me incredibly satisfied." He says as he holds my chin with his index finger and his thumb. 
I then spit at his face. He sharply inhales as he wipes it off his face. He chuckles as he looks at me.
"Now that's not nice of you," He says as he punches me in the face, reminding me of the bruises from yesterday. I yelp in pain as I lower my head, tears now spilling from my eyes.
Desmond grabs my hair and yanks it back, pulling my head up to look at him. 
"Do it again, I fucking dare you," He says as he clenches his jaw in anger. I sniffle as I continue to stay quiet, knowing I shouldn't push it with him. He laughs and pushes my head against the bedpost, making a loud thud. I yelp again in pain as I let my head fall, feeling a throbbing pain where Desmond threw his punch, and in the back of my head.
"God, seeing you in pain, it excites me, it makes me want to torture you until your screaming in agony." He says as he laughs. "That's how it was for me you know? Seeing you and Lilith together, it was torturous and painful to see. But since I have you with me, I can make you go through what I've been going through these past few months. And that is the most satisfying thing I can't wait to witness," He says as he lifts my head again by yanking my hair back.
"Won't you let me ruin that pretty little face of yours?" He says as he drives a punch directly at the front of my face. I cry out in pain as I feel my nose drizzle blood, and feel my bottom lip split, feeling blood dripping down my chin. I groan in pain as I feel Desmond yank my hair back harder.
"Lilith won't even fucking recognize you once I'm done with you," Desmond says as he drives another punch directly at my stomach, I cry out as I feel the air knocked out of me, a slight gasping sound leaving my mouth. It takes a few seconds until I can breathe again. I start coughing and sobbing as I breathe heavily. I open my eyes and realize I'm practically seeing double.