Dedicated to my friend Katie!
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Warning: Strong Violence

"You're not getting away with it this time, whore,"  He snarled, his voice laced with hatred and venom.

He grabbed my wrists and yanked me up to my feet.  I was trembling in his grasp and I bit my lip, trying so hard not to cry.  Maybe I had gone a little too far but I didn't think that I'd make him this angry.  My goal from the start was only to humiliate him not anger him.
Before I could say anything, he picked me up bridal style and felt the world whiz pass me in a blur.

Vampire speed had its uses.

Unfortunately for me, this wasn't going to help me in any way but only bring me to my damnation.

I landed on the cold, hard floor and heard the door slam shut.  I looked around and realised we were in a bedroom. 

Lucien's bedroom.

Oh, Holy Mother of horse crap.

He turned around slowly from the door and slowly stalked over to me.  I scooted back away from him only to have the bed hit me from behind.  My heart was pounding so loud, I could hear it loud and clear.  I took short, laboured breaths and clenched my fists. 

Oh, Lord.  He's probably going to murder me and chop me up into tiny pieces.  Argh! Worst.  Death.  Ever.

"W-w-what are you going to do to me?"  I stammered, but quickly scolded myself for showing weakness.

This made Lucien smirk and a dangerous look flashed across his eyes.

"Showing you the consequences of your stupidity,"  He answered.

"It wasn't me,"  I lied.

Really bad idea I know.  But hey, I was desperate.

"It wasn't you?  I don't belive that.  My staff and friends know better than to disrespect me.  I knew it was you who snuck into the foyer last night and messed with the audio on the computers.  I smelt your scent in there since this morning.  I never knew what you were doing on it though.  But swapping the music for a Barbie song?  Don't you think that's a bit... desperate?"  He questioned while I just sat on the ground stunned.

He knew.  He knew all along!

"I can't believe you'd have the heart to do that kind of thing, whore,"  He said.

He called me a whore...again.  I was far from it.  I'm still a freaking virgin!

"At least I have a heart unlike you.  What goes around, comes around.  Haven't you heard of that, asshole?  Karma is a bitch, isn't it and by the way I am not a whore!"  I spat at him.

This time he looked like he was about to erupt in flames.  He gritted his teeth and fisted his hands turning the knuckles a ghostly white.

"THAT'S IT!  YOU WILL LEARN TO RESPECT ME!"  He shouted and walked into over to a door that must lead into a room.

I turned my head to the right.
Wait.  Isn't that the door that leads into my room?  It is!  Hold up, Bridgeth told me it was locked and that only Lucien had the key.

Well, shit!  There goes a missed opportunity.

"Hopefully this will help you learn some manners."

I turned my head to Lucien standing in front of me with a...whip...in his hands.

A WHIP!

Oh my God! 

I shot up and ran to the other side of the room. 

This, unfortunately, made him even more angry and in a blink of an eye, he was standing right in front of me again.

"Never run away from me."  He voice full of austerity.

He grabbed my wrists and kicked the back of my knees causing me to yelp and fall to the floor.

He pulled my hair to my side, exposing the skin on my back.  Ah!  Why did I have to wear a backless dress?

"Always remember that you are below me and that is where you'll always be in this life,"  He snarled.

And that's when it happened.

He brought the whip down so hard that it nearly broke my back in two.  I screamed out in pain and clawed at the carpet as hot, steamy tears rolled down my cheeks from my flooded eyes.  The pain burned like no other.  It was worse than being bit.  I felt blood - my blood - splash across my back from the force of the impact and it tore away some of my skin and flesh.  Tears pooled out of my eyes shamelessly into the carpet, soaking it with wet and salty tears but I didn't make a sound.

I felt the whip being lifted off and a feeling of relief came over me.  Only for a split second.
The whip came back down on me again.  I bit my lip so hard it drew a small trail of blood.  I squeezed my eyes shut trying to hold back the tears.  I refused to let out any sound, I wouldn't give him any satisfaction of knowing how much he's hurting me.  My stubbornness was the only thing that had kept me strong through this.

"Learn", he bit out while the whip rained down on my back again,"to know what's best for you and your place in life!"

A small whimper left my mouth.  I couldn't help it.  The feeling of the whip slashing across your exposed flesh and beating up your muscles and veins was nearly unbearable.

This was the side of Lucien that caused terror among people.  The side nobody could tame.  The side that defined him as a monster.

Slash after slash and the pain never ceased.  I wish the pain could stop but it didn't.  My back was on fire. 

It was true that I was sort of a bad ass and rebel but I never did something like, committing a crime or stealing or hurting others.  I did well in school never really had much problems with the teachers, always did what my parents told me.  I was actually sort of an innocent angel.

To see innocence corrupted by such a malicious and merciless being makes you think if there's anything good in this world.

There is.

And that's something that must be made worthwhile to protect and maintain.  It's funny how evil can change a person's heart or how it can make you lose faith in something.  It's like a plague in your mind.  Something that can only be healed with time or if left unattended to, it will slowly kill you.

It seemed that time had stopped while I was thinking all about this.  The pain in had numbed and my breathing had become steady but Lucien was still whipping me.

I was still crouched on the floor and I felt a wetness on my hands.  I opened my eyes and my vision blurred for a moment because of my moist eyes.

I blinked a few times and focused on my hands. 

Red.

Blood.

The ruby liquid surrounded me, drenching the carpet.  A rusty steel scent hit my nostrils and I felt bile rise up to my throat.  The scent of blood was overpowering.
It made me nauseous and weak.

"You are a whore and that is all you'll ever be!"  I heard Lucien grit out as the last slash of pain hit me.

I was unaffected by his words.  It was nothing compared to what I had just experienced.  Nothing that can ever be undone again.
That will leave scars for sure.  Not just mental ones but also physical ones.  Deep and permanent.
Reminding me of why Lucien is who he is. 

An image of a man with no soul.

Lucien kneeled down beside my head and placed his fingers under my chin.  I flinched at his touch.

"When will you ever learn?"  He said plainly.

I looked at him with my bloodshot and puffy eyes. 

"When you learn to respect a person's dignity,"  I said, merely above a whisper.

His expression turned stone cold and he let go of my chin abruptly.

He got up and walked out of the door, slamming it shut behind him. 

I took a deep breath and let it all out.

I cried my heart out knowing that no one will come to my aid and no one ever will. 

This is who he has turned me into.

A person no better than a lost soul.
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Hello, my awesome readers!  Brutal shit is over! Yay! Damn, that was an emotional chapter to write!  I got a little teary eyed myself to be honest. :( Anyway hope you enjoyed this chapter (if not, I'm sorry but Isadora had it coming).  Please let me know what y'all think about it. :)
School has been a major pain in the ass!
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-Donna <3