Prisoning Truth
Massacre. (41st Chapter)
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Giselle's POV:
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“(He growls at him) Look at her and tell her you are trash! (Harry doesn’t budge his head, causing Santers to roar) LOOK AT HER YOU FILTHY FUCK!” The leather weapon swings at Harry’s abdomen, causing him to yell out of pain. “(He smirks at me, enjoying my mixture of fear and shock) Come in, princess. Come have a look at what daddy got you. (He smiles in a twisted format) Look what your father got you.”
I shake my head vibrantly, not even wanting to step inside to this massacre of humanity. “(He booms) I SAID COME IN, GISELLE! DON’T MAKE ME KILL HIM IN FRONT OF YOU!” I quickly enter the torture cell, while the guard maintains his emotionless stand of solidness.
“(He strikes the whip at Harry’s chest, while he laughs hysterically) Look who’s here for you, boy. Come on, you know you want to look at her, don’t be shy.” I pray that Harry doesn’t move his head an inch upwards, because I guess if he stuck to his ground; the demon will get tired and leave. Harry’s shaking head, begins to rise up slowly, as his lifeless curls drop over his forehead; sealing his eyes from the presentation.
Santers stomps his leather shoes over to where Harry is being dangled, pulling his soft curls in a fisting motion; allowing his eyes to meet mine. He notices me crying, he notices how my body is draining from all the liquid fluids that give it life, but he surprises me when he smiles.
The smile, however, wasn’t energetic. It resembled the hurt he’s receiving, the pain that he wanted to express through his vocals. “(He fumes) TELL HER THAT YOU’RE SORRY FOR TOUCHING HER. TELL HER THAT YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A PIBBLE STUCK UP IN HER SHOE. TELL HER YOU ARE LOWER THAN SHIT ITSELF!”
I shake my head, begging Harry to stay quiet. Thankfully, Harry slumps his tired head low to the ground, making my evil relative groan from his uncooperative spirit. “(He snaps) Fine, stay here and stay silent. Its not like I give a hell about you. (He elbows Harry’s stomach, causing him to moan from the hit) You’ll never see the light, unless I turn insane and allow you to.” He throws the whip on the ground, as he marches towards me.
His vicious hand yanks my arm (http://www.polyvore.com/teal_steel/set?id=132067252&lid=3808962), pulling me closer to his face; making me whimper more tears of agony. “(He hisses) Just try to help him escape, and you’ll be next to him hanging like a dog. (He roars) HE IS NOTHING TO YOU, FROM THIS DAY FORWARD. DO YOU HEAR ME, PRINCESS? NOTHING!” He frees his hurtful grip from my arm, making me lose my balance and slump on the ground.
The guard escorts him out of the dungeon, but suddenly Santers stops.“(He turns his face to look at me, smirking like a possessed person) On second thought, I don’t think my princess should be alone. (His features and tone turn serious) Come with me, Giselle.” I glance up at my broken angel’s body, noticing how the sweat is cascading down his abdomen, and disappearing right on top of his belt.
This won’t be the last time that I see him. If that cruel devil won’t allow me to see him, then I’ll have to think of a way to sneak in. “(I whisper, sniffling my tears) I love you…” Harry’s breath hitches at my words, as I begin to leave the cell; following the demon to the outside. I won’t leave you, Harry. I shall never blink my eyes, or close them before I see you next to me; safe and well rested.
Giselle's POV:
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“(He growls at him) Look at her and tell her you are trash! (Harry doesn’t budge his head, causing Santers to roar) LOOK AT HER YOU FILTHY FUCK!” The leather weapon swings at Harry’s abdomen, causing him to yell out of pain. “(He smirks at me, enjoying my mixture of fear and shock) Come in, princess. Come have a look at what daddy got you. (He smiles in a twisted format) Look what your father got you.”
I shake my head vibrantly, not even wanting to step inside to this massacre of humanity. “(He booms) I SAID COME IN, GISELLE! DON’T MAKE ME KILL HIM IN FRONT OF YOU!” I quickly enter the torture cell, while the guard maintains his emotionless stand of solidness.
“(He strikes the whip at Harry’s chest, while he laughs hysterically) Look who’s here for you, boy. Come on, you know you want to look at her, don’t be shy.” I pray that Harry doesn’t move his head an inch upwards, because I guess if he stuck to his ground; the demon will get tired and leave. Harry’s shaking head, begins to rise up slowly, as his lifeless curls drop over his forehead; sealing his eyes from the presentation.
Santers stomps his leather shoes over to where Harry is being dangled, pulling his soft curls in a fisting motion; allowing his eyes to meet mine. He notices me crying, he notices how my body is draining from all the liquid fluids that give it life, but he surprises me when he smiles.
The smile, however, wasn’t energetic. It resembled the hurt he’s receiving, the pain that he wanted to express through his vocals. “(He fumes) TELL HER THAT YOU’RE SORRY FOR TOUCHING HER. TELL HER THAT YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A PIBBLE STUCK UP IN HER SHOE. TELL HER YOU ARE LOWER THAN SHIT ITSELF!”
I shake my head, begging Harry to stay quiet. Thankfully, Harry slumps his tired head low to the ground, making my evil relative groan from his uncooperative spirit. “(He snaps) Fine, stay here and stay silent. Its not like I give a hell about you. (He elbows Harry’s stomach, causing him to moan from the hit) You’ll never see the light, unless I turn insane and allow you to.” He throws the whip on the ground, as he marches towards me.
His vicious hand yanks my arm (http://www.polyvore.com/teal_steel/set?id=132067252&lid=3808962), pulling me closer to his face; making me whimper more tears of agony. “(He hisses) Just try to help him escape, and you’ll be next to him hanging like a dog. (He roars) HE IS NOTHING TO YOU, FROM THIS DAY FORWARD. DO YOU HEAR ME, PRINCESS? NOTHING!” He frees his hurtful grip from my arm, making me lose my balance and slump on the ground.
The guard escorts him out of the dungeon, but suddenly Santers stops.“(He turns his face to look at me, smirking like a possessed person) On second thought, I don’t think my princess should be alone. (His features and tone turn serious) Come with me, Giselle.” I glance up at my broken angel’s body, noticing how the sweat is cascading down his abdomen, and disappearing right on top of his belt.
This won’t be the last time that I see him. If that cruel devil won’t allow me to see him, then I’ll have to think of a way to sneak in. “(I whisper, sniffling my tears) I love you…” Harry’s breath hitches at my words, as I begin to leave the cell; following the demon to the outside. I won’t leave you, Harry. I shall never blink my eyes, or close them before I see you next to me; safe and well rested.
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