⚠️WARNING: The story will contain graphic scenes violence, blood and torture, as well as mentions of death. If affected, please read this story with caution.⚠️

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{•Lynette•}

This story begins once again as it did prior...

Bruises. Blood. Pain. Agony. Fear. Violence.

I guess its always just an endless cycle for me, isn't it?

However, this is far from getting beaten, burned or chased by an abusive boyfriend on a rampage, or anything like it.

This is far more aggressive.... More depraved...... More painful.....

"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!" I screamed in pain he stuck me with the electric rod to the side of my stomach. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!"

Its been so long..... Its been weeks, I think, but it feels like its been years.....

So long since they killed him.... The love of my life..... My mate.... Since they ripped me away from his side.... Since they bought me here....

When I felt the stake go through his heart, I felt everything inside of me die and rot along with him....

They never found Emerson and Sebastian, or any of them. As far as I know, they managed to escape because of me and Remington sacrificing ourselves...... 

However, with Alexander's evident death because of me, the torture just got worse and worse... The night he perished, Lilath made sure they gave me enough hell to remember for lifetimes......

There was a sighting of Sebastian on horseback fleeing the town a few days after Remington's death, but it came to a dead end.

It didn't take long for Obsidian to fall into chaos. The surviving hostages weren't recaptured, but rumor has it they, along with anyone else left in the town, escaped into Wismont Island, and Lord Dominick had the bridge that lead to the island bombed and destroyed, and he closed off all its borders completely in order to protect the people living there.

Obsidian became a ghost town.

Meanwhile, we were somewhere else, a new hideout. I don't know where, or what it even is.... They took me, and tried to get me to talk, but I refused....

They took Remington.... I won't let them take Sebastian or Emerson...... Or anyone else...... No matter what they do to me, I won't give them anything.....

I struggled to breathe as the chains on the ceiling held me up.

How I'm even still breathing is beyond me..... They've done so much to my body its a miracle it hasn't given out......

Burned. Stabbed. Cut. Shocked. Broken.

I panted as I hung limply from the ceiling.

My arms are completely numb from hanging from the ceiling like this. Sometimes they let me down, but not for very long....

How long have I even been here exactly??

Days?

Weeks?

... Have months passed?

It feels that way...

"You can't go on forever..... Now tell us where they are....." the guard ordered to torturing me said sternly.

I groaned in pain as I looked up at him. "N-Never...." I spat out tasting my blood.

"Your little vampire toy is dead, its only a matter of time before his brothers are, too," He scoffed. "How much longer are you going to be stupid and fight this, girlie??"

I glared at him from behind my hair before pursing my lips tight.

He sighed, annoyed, before grabbing another iron rod that was heating in the fire and then sticking it right above my left breast.

I screamed in agony as he kept it there for who knows how long, then pulled it away making me cry quietly as I tried keeping it together.

"You bought this upon yourself...." he said.

I whimpered as I tried to steady myself, my whole body in agonizing pain.

It was a blur when he was gone and I was in the dark again, that I closed my eyes, and tried to think of him....

His soft, blonde hair as I twirled the strands between my fingers.... His kind brown eyes.... His gentle touch.... His smooth, pink lips kissing my skin..... His kind and happy face.....

Remington.... I'm so sorry, my love... I only wish I was fast enough.... Maybe you'd still be here.... Maybe we'd be safe back at the castle....

I won't break my promise to you, no matter what they do to me..... I won't let them take Sebastian and Emerson, too....

I felt tears stream down my face as I kept remembering him, escaping into my own little world, my only way of calming myself from this horror.

"It's going to be okay... You must be strong..."

The voice in my head has also been another thing that's comforted me ever since I was bought here... Encouraging me to stay strong....

Thing is... I don't know if I can keep going like this....

Unfortunately, my thoughts were interrupted by the door opening again and I weakly look up and see Lilith pace in, glaring at me.

"For a human raised on Earth,  you're strong... I'll give you that," She said, crossing her arms. "I hear the humans there are usually weak, and love pettiness and arguing over the smallest, most insignificant of things... Its atrocious...."

I pursed my lips and looked down. I won't give her the benefit of my voice.....

She then grunted and swung her fist, colliding it with my cheek as I yelped.

"START!! TALKING!!" She snarled.

I tasted blood in my mouth, and looked over at her before spitting at her feet.

Lilith just grunted in frustration, then looked over at the table across the room.

"You won't tell me by choice where the Blackwell's are, fine......" She said, then grabbed a pair of pliers before walking over. ".... I'll just force it out of you...."

I then felt her grab my hand and looked at it.

"Such pretty nails..... That fool Aldous really took care of his beloved little duchess, didn't he?" she chuckled.

I glared up at her as I tried to pull my hand away, but then she bought the pliers up and I felt it grip onto the fingernail on my index finger.

Before I could even process it, she yanked back hard, and a bloodcurdling scream erupted from my throat as excruciating pain shot from my entire hand.

Lilath just laughed derangedly at me as she held up the pliers that held my now severed finger nail to me.

I cried in pain as I squirmed in my chains, my arms now hurting more.

"Now.... Tell me where that stupid Royale Council is hiding, and I might consider letting you kept the rest of then," she snarled.

I panted out my sobs as I felt blood from my finger drip onto my head, but still looked up at her.

"I.... I am not t-telling you.... Even if.... If I knew...." I finally snarled behind tears. "You... You won'tget away with any of this...!!"

She scoffed and shook her head, holding the pliers up again. "Wrong answer, my princess....." she said, and walked towards me.

I closed my eyes and just tried to disassociate..... Think of something else...

Emerson.... If you can somehow hear me.... I don't know how much more I can take of this... Please.... Please hurry....

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This is the Sequel to "Tonight is the Night I Die." 🩸🖤🧛🏻‍♂️🥀

If you haven't read it yet, be sure to check it out first! 🌻

🎹Currently in Sapph's playlist:

Mötley Crüe "Afraid"

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