"So you're just keeping her?" Trender asked, his arms crossed in annoyance. Offender had taken what (Y/n) said to him to his fake heart and now he was just going to keep her. This annoyed Trender deeply because he could honestly see them having a very loving relationship. They were perfect for each other, Offender was just in denial and offended (Y/n).

"I want her. And if she doesn't want me then too bad." Offender growled, clamping the cuff shut around her wrist, making sure it was tight enough so she wouldn't escape. He had already torn off her dress after she seemed to be having trouble breathing and the marks on her skin showed that it was definitely pressing down a little too tightly.

Offender ran his fingers gently through her hair, playing with a strand before smiling softly. This is what he needed. Her in his bed, sleeping the alcohol away and looking damn fine while doing so. Trender observed this smile carefully. This was one of the realist smiles he'd seen in a long time.

"Offender! How dare you run off with some human?!" Slender yelled, appearing suddenly with Splendor in Offender's room.

"Oh my!" Splendor squeaked before covering his eyes at the sight of (Y/n) in nothing but her lingerie. Offender sighed at Splendor's innocent reaction and covered (Y/n) with a blanket.

"You run off from our meeting to have intercourse with some human female?!" Slender continued on his warpath, his tendrils flying at the sleeping woman before being stopped in their path by Offender. Something new was reeking off of Offender that had almost startled the slender. Rage.

Sure, Slender and Offender have had their fights, but Offender was showing this rage after he attempted to attack this human. Slender felt confused before the reality of the circumstance hit him quickly. This human female was the problem.

The human was the reason Offender hadn't been paying attention and either seemed chipper or grumpy. He was in love with her. Slender remembered what had happened last time as he pondered as to why Offender would be grumpy. He knew his brother was scared. Relationships hadn't worked before, why would they now?

"You should kill her. You're already way too attached." Slender growled before Offender could say anything. This caught Offender off guard as he stared at his brother, mouth ajar. "What makes you think she won't reject you? What makes you think this won't be like last time?"

"Slender!" Splendor huffed at the second oldest brother, upset that he'd say something like that to Offender.

"She can reject me all she wants, that doesn't mean she can leave. This won't be like last time." Offender growled. The two brothers stood surprised at Offender's attitude. This was new. Sure, Offender raped, but never had he tried for a relationship with an unwilling woman.

Trender was still the logic in all of this. He knew Offender loved this woman and she loved him. They were just having a problem that Offender has now definitely made worse. He just hoped they'd fix their quarrel soon so he could see his brother smile like before once more.

"Drop it Slender. They were fine before Offender started into his stage of denial." Trender spoke up, standing beside Offender in support. Then he turned his attention to Splendor. "(Y/n) here owns two dogs, do you think you could take care of them for the time being, Splendor?"

"Certainly." Trender nodded before him and Splendor teleported away, leaving Slender and Offender alone.

"What's your plan? To beat her into submission?" Slender growls, still annoyed at the situation. Offender growls back.

"No. I don't want to hurt her. Just leave it be Slender. It's not your problem." Offender growled. Slender sighed and shook his head before teleporting away. Offender was now left to his thoughts as he carcasses the woman lying helpless in his bed.

~

When I awoke, I felt a pounding in my head. A groan involuntarily left me as I tried to sit up. Unfortunately, my body felt like it was suddenly pulled back down. When I looked up I saw cuffs around my wrists. I rolled my eyes and smirked.

"Haha! Very funny! Give me your number so I can come back and explore this kink with you some other time. I have two dogs to get home to!" I called from the bedroom, hoping whoever I slept with heard me through the open door.

As the sound of footsteps approached, I shuddered in excitement, waiting to see who was responsible for my current position. However, all that excitement disappeared when Smexy appeared in the doorway. He leaned against the door frame and just stared at me.

"Well this is a surprise. I guess this is better though. Could you uncuff me please, Smexy? Maybe take me home to, I'm sure the dogs would love to see you." I ramble, trying to be friendly and brush off my anger toward him. He smiled slightly before approaching me. I tried to sit up before he placed his hand on my chest and pushed me back down.

"You're not leaving (Y/n)." He said, sitting beside me on the bed and running his fingers through my hair. A cold limb abruptly touching my thigh. A sharp gasp left me and when I looked I saw a white tendril protruding from his back. "My brother's going to be taking care of your dogs for a little while."

The white limb moved closer to my core and I began to squirm. He leaned down and nuzzles my neck. I let out an awkward laugh. Smexy had made jokes before but this was strange. A weird tentacle thing, the (hopefully) fake kidnapped bit, and the weird sense of humor I've  never heard from him.

"Th-this isn't very funny Smexy..." I murmured to the man nuzzled into my skin. Suddenly, more white tendrils wrapped around my skin and rubbed places they shouldn't be. A moan involuntarily left me as I tensed and tried to curl into myself.

"This isn't a joke (Y/n). You're mine now. I want you." He spoke, voice filled with want. I struggle in the cuffs and kick my legs to get him off. Though I am only restrained further by his tendrils.

"Sm-Smexy pl-please stop!" I cry, his attention now not welcomed as fear was washing over me. A scream abruptly left me before another being entered the room out of nowhere.

"Offender— oh, I see (Y/n)'s awake." A new man who looked slightly similar to Smexy appeared: but he called him Offender? Never mind that! Maybe he'd help me.

"Talk some sense into him and let me go!" I cry, continuing to struggle. Smexy growled and covered my mouth. A part of me wished he put a finger in my mouth so I could bite him.

"Trender, what are you doing here?" Smexy asked the new comer. I continued to squirm, trying to fight him off. Unfortunately, more limbs suddenly protruded out of him and pinned me down. "Stop moving."

"I was coming to bring her some clothes. Maybe help her out a little sense you're so out of it." The man replied, walking over and setting some clothes down on the nightstand.

"Fuck off Trender. She's mine and I'm not letting her go."

"I didn't say anything about letting her go. Just let her have more free reign than just cuffed to the bed; she could get sick."

"Go away Trender. I know that already."

My heart pounded hard against my chest as it began to sank in that it was hopeless. I closed my eyes and felt a stinging warmth roll down my face, trying to imagine being anywhere else but here.

"No, no. Don't cry." Offender said, rubbing my cheek gently as I trembled beneath him.

"Let's talk in the other room Offender. Give her a minute to take it all in." Trender suggested, I peaked open my eye to see Offender nod in agreement before following him out of the room. A sigh of relief left me as I tried to find a way out of my cuffs.

A strong wave of relief washing over me as my hand managed to slip out. I quickly stopped the cuff from making any loud noises before focusing on the other. I scrunched up my hand to make it thinner and soon managed to wiggle it out of the cuff.

A quick glance toward the door revealed that it was closed, perhaps they didn't want me to hear. Quickly, I made my way toward the bathroom, quietly closing it and locking it behind me. Looking around, I tried to look for a weapon: a razor maybe?— nothing. There was no sort of weapon.

A fearful whine left me before I turned toward the window. It was small and high, but maybe I'd be able to escape out of it.

Getting into the shower, I reach up toward the window, opening the lock quietly and slowly pushing open the window. An agonizingly slow and sharp squeak filling my ears at it struggled to open. I paused, listening for any sound of them returning before pulling myself up.

I was quick to fall back down, but thankfully it wasn't too loud, since I fell on my feet. I inhaled deeply before softly grunting as I tried once more. I shoved my body out the window. It scraped my sides and a pained whimper left me as I exhaled.

Suddenly, the forest floor hit me and there were sharp pains all over my body. When I went to stand I crumbled back down.

'SHIT!' I groaned, realizing that I might've broken my leg on the fall out. That wasn't important though. What was important was getting away from here. Embarrassingly enough, I had to pull up my underwear which got pulled down a little when I was wiggling my hips out.

Quickly, and quite painfully, I made a run for it. The forest never seemed to end. Tree after tree after tree. Not even a trail or even a goddamn lake! My tears came heavier and heavier that my vision soon got blurred. I somehow managed to trip over a branch and let out a cry.

I felt pathetic and trapped. The trees felt like they were coming in on me— the world spinning faster and faster. I crawled toward a tree and leaned against it, finally looking down at myself to access the damage. I had a large bruise on my side that I fell on, scraped knees, a small gash, bleeding hands and was just all over covered in dirt.

Curling into myself, I let out a sob. How did things come to be this way and why did it have to be me? I should've never broken up with Johnathon.