Wipe off that Makeup, What's in is Dispair - Chapter 2

“Did you miss me?” asked the voice, from the other side of the door. I felt the blood drain from my face as I heard the key hit the lock. I don’t know how long I had been in this room, or how long I had been alone, but just as a false sense of security was coming over me, it left.
“Are there she is” continued the voice, coming through the door. “The girl of my dreams.”

“W-what are you talking about?” came a muffled, slightly scared whisper. “Where are you taking me?” Slowly I let my eyes drift to the door; I was going to have to see my tormenter eventually, it would probably be better to get it over and done with.
“Take all my money, I don’t care, I won’t go to the cops. Just let me go.”
The sight before me shocked, scared and surprised me. Standing before me was both a stranger and Daniel. Daniel looked like he had been in some sort of fight, there were cuts on his face, his clothes were torn, and the stranger looked flawless, no cuts, no bruises, nothing.

“I believe you two know each other” said the stranger, pushing Daniel into the floor, binding him to a pipe that ran along the wall.

“Bella?” asked Daniel. “Bella?! What is this, some kind of sick joke? Who the fuck are you?!” Daniel struggled against his restraints, trying in vain to escape.

“Someone who is going to teach you exactly what respect for a woman is” replied the stranger, pushing him back against the wall. “I’m going to show you exactly what you’ll miss for the rest of your life.”

“What are you talking about?” snapped Daniel. “You’re fucking crazy.”

“You have no idea” sneered the man. “Although, in my eyes, you are the one who is crazy. I know what you’ve been doing Daniel, I know every single one of your deep and dark secrets. Should we tell Bella here exactly what you’ve been up to?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about” hissed Daniel. “You’re a fucking creep.”

“Sticks and stones” smiled the man, brushing the words aside. “Although, I believe Bella knows about your indiscretion with her friend Melanie.”

“Why are you talking about this?” I asked, struggling against the ropes that bound my wrists. “I don’t want to hear about this.” I didn’t want to relive any of this, I suppressed the images of their bodies intertwined on our bed.

“You’ve seen it, what harm is there in talking about it?” shrugged the man casually. “Besides, Melanie is only the beginning of the story.” I cringed as another image of their naked bodies flashed before my eyes.

“What?” I asked in confusion. Daniel couldn’t have been sleeping with any more women could he? Was I really that worthless? Was I really that repulsive?

“He’s lying” shot Daniel.

“Oh shut up” snapped the man, backhanding Daniel across the face. It was enough to make me jump.
“Melanie was only one of Daniel’s many conquests whilst he pretended to be faithful to you” he continued. “You see, Bella, I’ve been watching you for a while...I’ve taken an interest in your life, and when I noticed that things were not exactly, right, I thought I’d dig a little deeper. It seems Daniel was not anywhere near as faithful to you as you were to him.”

“Why are you telling me this?” I asked in a whisper, tears starting to once again form in my eyes.

“Because he’s a fucking sick creep” yelled Daniel, again struggling to free himself of his binds.

“Because you captured my attention” replied the man, ignoring Daniel, his cold finger running along my jaw. “You captivated me and you deserve so much better than this piece of shit.
You’re a special woman Bella, and you don’t deserve people treating you like that. He lied to you over and over again, he used you, and he betrayed you.”

“Why do you care?” I asked, my voice shaking as the tears started to fall down my cheeks.

“I care more than you know” he whispered in my ear. “I care because I am nothing like him, and because someone as amazing as you should be taken care of, not abused. I care because I can.”

“But why do you care?” I asked again. “You don’t even know me.”

“I know you sugar, I know everything about you” he replied.

“You’ve been stalking her?” asked Daniel. “You fucking sick bastard.”

“I don’t know why you care so much Daniel, is it because all of a sudden your territory is up for grabs? You’re the one who was cheating on her remember?” he laughed. “And as I said, she captivated me, enough to make me look into her life and find out more about her, and let me tell you Daniel, I like what I’ve found.”
My tears were now freely flowing down my face; I was in a state of shock. The very person whom I had been running from was sitting across from me, and a man who I had never met before in my life was talking about me like I was the object of his obsession. This had to be a nightmare; this couldn’t be real, no one would be sick enough to do this to me.

“Don’t talk about her like that” yelled Daniel, struggling further against his binds. “She’s not a piece of fucking meat.”

“I know that” smiled the man menacingly. “I don’t think you ever did though.”

“I don’t understand why you even care, you’re a fucking sick jerk who has no idea about anything” spat Daniel.

“I care because you made her cry” he replied, once again, his finger catching a tear that was running down my face. He moved back towards Daniel and in one quick movement slapped his hand hard across his face. This time the sound didn’t make me flinch.

“What are you going to do to him?” I asked in whisper. I had no idea what his intentions with me were, but I knew that he would keep me longer than he intended to kept Daniel.

“Oh sugar, you know I never like to ruin surprises” he smiled at me. He didn’t look like someone who would hurt me, but judging by my track record I was always destined to be wrong about people. “Between you and me though darling, I am going to make sure he can never do what he did to you to anyone else.”

“What does that mean?” I asked.

“It means sugar, I am going to torture him just like he tortured you” he replied with a smirk. The look in his eye made the blood in my body run cold. My life was no longer in my own hands and that scared me.
“Don’t worry sugar” he said lifting my head to look into his hazel eyes, “I’ll keep you safe.” His thumb smudged the remainder of my tears across my face.

“But I am” I whispered into his hand.