I think I'm gonna start giving multi part stories their own titles and stuff, quick update.

This is the part 2 to "Trust Me Not"

I know I said the next one would be Artino, but I didn't feel like putting this out after that story and leaving a bad taste in y'all's mouths. 

So instead have this first and the fluffy Artino one later. 

I have a rare burst of motivation that I'll be using until it's gone again.

So uhm... I went a little much with this...

It wasn't really planned to be so... toxic? But that's what it is-

I should probably put a warning-

⚠️‼️Abuse:Verbal/Physical, severe manipulation‼️⚠️

So uhm... 

You know what this is now. Anyways...

—~Shino POV~—

It's been a few weeks since I joined Eternity.

They've treated me well enough, not only was I part of the gang, but I was also known as Kol's "boyfriend". Even if people wanted to give me a hard time, they couldn't, because they knew that Kol would make sure that they had the hardest time in the end.

If they're even given a time...

Kol treats me well enough. Constantly praising the work I do, reminding me of our "cause", showering me with affection.

At first I believed it.

I fell in line like all the others. But recently, I started to see the cracks in the armor.

The emptiness of his promises.

He manipulates me to do as he pleases. If he even thinks I'm trying to challenge him at all, I'm immediately shut down. My thoughts and ideations have been replaced for his own. I'm not even sure if my brain is mine anymore, or just a copy of his.

I'm conflicted though.

One minute, he's basically whispering in my ear about his views and twisting my words to make me agree. The next, he's kissing my face and tickling my stomach.

I don't know who he is anymore.

I've come to find out I never did.

Sometimes Kol says cruel things to me. Points out mistakes in my past, like the fight with Metica, when I let my panic attacks get the best of me in a fight, my parents.

He says these things to hurt me. And I know it. Yet I still say I love him.

I have to tell him how I've been feeling... he'll know what to say, he'll explain himself... he'll apologize and promise to do better...

Just like I do when he tells me I did something wrong.

Because he loves me.

He says he love me.

He says a lot of things.

He lies a lot.

—~+~—

I knock on Kol's door almost robotically, I think about turning to leave, forgetting about it. But I can't. I have to speak up. I have to now, or I never will.

Kol opens the door, a warm smile plastered on his face. I try to match it, but I can tell it looks more like a smile of fear.

Kol doesn't question it, which makes me think he sees it often.

I sit on the plush chair in his office. I run my fingertips over the rough yet smooth leather and the holes that reveal the foam inside. Kol presses a soft kiss to my lips to get my attention.

"So. What did you want to talk about love?" Kol asks sweetly, his tone is unsettlingly soft.

"Kol, there are times when I feel this undeniable connection, but then I remember the way you twist things to your advantage. It's confusing, and I don't know what to believe anymore." I say while still staring at the ripped leather, afraid to meet Kol's gaze. "I want to believe you, I really do. But can you blame me for questioning everything? The way you manipulate situations and play with emotions... it's hard to trust your intentions." I further explain, Kol's silence killing me slowly.

"I offered you everything, a chance to belong, to be part of something greater than yourself. And you... you question me? Maybe you're not as worthy as I thought." Kol says, finally breaking his silence. His tone has completely shifted for kind and gentle to cold and distant.

"What! No! That's not what I meant at all... I mean I don't mean to question you like this but I- " before I can continue my rather fast paced sentence, Kol grabs my wrist and forces me to stand up with him.

"You're my possession, Shino. Your thoughts, your actions, your very existence is under my control. So if you think that you need to know "the truth" behind my actions, you'd be mistaken. You're no different from those idiots you see falling over themselves to please me, I just happen to like you a little bit more. If you know what's good for you, you'll stop this questioning nonsense and get back in your place, pet."

I'm not sure what hurst more, Kol's words, or the painful sting of his fingers digging into my arm.

"I thought you would've know better than to challenge me. So, Shino, do you swear to stop talking so much bullshit and just do as you're told? Or do I have to remind you how much damage I can truly do." Kol's grip tightens further, and I can feel my hand start to go limp and discolored. I manage a small nod but Kol continues to stare at me expectantly.

"I... Promise.. Kol... Just please... let go..." I whisper while trying my hardest to look into his blood red eyes.

Kol doesn't like when you break eye contact while talking to him.

Suddenly Kol pushes me into the bookshelf in his office. Things that once sat on the shelf's clatter to the floor, some breaking. Kol doesn't seem to care.

"Swear your loyalty to me. Now."

My voice is caught in my throat for a moment. Kol's hot breath tickles my skin as he leans over me.

"I... I promise to be loyal to you and only you..." I say, not wanted further trouble. Kol stares at me while slowly loosening his grip and stepping back.

"Good. Now get something to eat, and maybe have someone in the infirmary look at that." Kol says, gesturing to the arm he was just brutally squeezing. I glance at it briefly.

My arm has turned black and blue, the imprint of Kol's fingers linger there like a ghostly reminder of what just happened.

"I love you Shino." Kol says as he always does. Sweet, gentle, and caring.

He leans in again but this time he kisses my neck, biting down harder than usual. Just a final threat I guess. As he pulls away, he gives me another smile.

I glance at the door and Kol tilts his head slightly, ushering me on. I turn quickly and rush out, as soon as the door closed I ran.

I ran down the hall to the infirmary where I let the tears fall freely as I grabbed bandages from the cabinets.

I wrap my trembling and twitching wrist with an even more unstable hand. Once I'm finished with the messy patch-up, I sink to the floor, burring my face in my knees.

I HATE HIM, I HATE IT HERE, I HATE, HATE, HATE IT HERE.

THE WORD HATE CAN'T EVEN DESCRIBE HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS PLACE.

I DESPISE IT, AND I DESPISE HIM.

I slowly calm my shaky breaths, realizing that my words of hatred mean nothing, because as Kol said, I'm his possession. My thoughts, actions, and very existence are under his control. I am nothing.