ੈꨄ︎˳{9} 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧

                                    

                                          
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶
3rd pov
Poor girl was laying on the floor, still trembling from the cold.
Scaramouche watched her for a while, as if waiting how will she deal with this situation.
His face slowly faded into unsatisfied look, as the girl only managed to sat up and hug herself to warm up.
"Soldiers!" He shouted as the doors behind him opened and three soldiers walked in.
Y/n's eyes widened at this sudden action of his, fearing what is he planning to do to her this time.
The soldiers bowed behind him. "What can we do for you sir!"
Scaramouche swings his arm to the side. "Tie her wrists and hang her up by them"
They did as he said. One fatui left and then returned with a rope as the other ones grabbed the girl by each side and lifted her to her feet.
"In the meantime, i will go get something..." Scaramouche said and left the room.
When he returned the fatui soldiers were already done with tying Y/n's wrists and hanging her up by them. She was now barely touching the floor with her feet.
He gestured for them to leave and walked to the girl with arms behind his back.
Y/n is just looking into the ground with a blank expression.
Scaramouche stopped right in front of her. He put his index finger under her chin and lifted her head up to see her face.
The girl avoided eye contact with him. Trying to see what was the thing he went to get, but he still had his other hand behind his back.
"Hm? Are you curious, what i brought for you?" Scaramouche said, leaning his head to a side where Y/n is looking.
The girl moved her head to other side. Scaramouche's face again fading into unsatisfied look.
"Well... you will found out yourself..." He said as he moved behind her.
Y/n's pov
It was just a while, but i could already feel how the rope burns my wrists.
My skin is still really sensitive from the cold, so anything he does will hurt a lot more than it normally would.
Scaramouche sighed. "I was about to leave you be for today... but i guess you desire more, so here you go!..."
As he finished talking, i heard swing and then felt a heavy pain on my back.
I yelped and hissed from the pain. I could feel the blood flowing down my back.
'Did he just... use a whip!?...'
Once again I began to tremble more and brearth heavily. Not being able to hold tears in.
As i strugled with the pain, he hit me another time and another and another. He repeated hitting me until i stopped trembling and wasn't able to utter even a single small whimper or sob anymore.
It was silent for a while now.
My wrists burned badly from the rope, that i almost didn't even feel them.
Back full of wounds and blood. And my hands were bleeding as well, since i was digging my nails into my palms the whole time.
I was tired and weak that even a little kid would be stronger than me... no... even a little puppy would be stronger..