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Is This The End? (Mobius - DizjayDeathPride)

Marley gave him a glare.That was not what she wanted him to say.Now he would really be after her."Why did you kill her?Wasn't the way you're treating me enough for you?!" She yelled at him,unable to help it.
 
"Why couldn't you have just broken me?!Not somebody else?!Do you think this making me think any higher of you?!" Marley yelled,furious.
 
He laughed. "i dont care what you think of me. im not trying to win you over. im going to BREAK you. you will summit slave. one way or another."
 
"Good luck with that while I'm chained here,looking at a poor woman's dead body..." Marley mumbled,looking away and glaring at the floor.
 
Marley cried out in pain and bit her lip,trying to keep from crying when he snapped her index finger.She grasped it with her other hand and gritted her teeth,but it still didn't help and a few tears streamed her face.
 
Marley didn't glance in the man's direction,eh was just too focused on feeling with the pain and the fact that her finger truly was broken...and he did it like it was nothing.She was biting her tongue so hard that she was tasting blood."I'm sorry...o-okay?I-I'm s-sorry..." She apologized to the man in her shaky voice that sounded like she was close to losing it completely.
 
"i.. hes bigger than us. bigger than you. i mean.. look. just do what he wants. my wife... she didnt die because of you. hes a sadistic..." he trailed off, tear on his face he cant wipe, "just do what he wants woman"
 
Marley looked at him and for some reason she snapped.Maybe because of everything that was happening to her and maybe because she just felt that he didn't know what she was going through."Do you know what he wants?!He's sick!I cannot obey him!" She practically screamed.
 
"That's what you think," Marley mumbled before gritting her teeth and hissing.She had tried to move her other hand away from the broken finger,but when it basically electrified her with pain she decided against it."I'm my own person and nobody like him tells me what to do," she added more confidently,but it was tainted by the pain there.
 
Days went on. One slave was taken to work upstairs everyday. She hadnt seen from zack in what was 5 slaves so it is to be assumed 5 days. She was fed and cleaned once a day. All that remained were her, the man, 2 others, and the rotting corpse whos eyes had maggots now
 
Marley sighed quietly as the days went on,beginning to feel cramped from having to stay in about the same place the whole time.Her finger still hurt terribly,but her insides really ached.The rotting corpse really bugged her because it was her fault...unless the woman had done something wrong and Zack just blamed it on her.At least she felt relieved that she hadn't seen Zack at all.And she was being fed,so that was alright,but she wanted to get rid of those chains and she did not want to submit to him.
 
Marley raised an eyebrow,not trusting him one bit."What?" She asked warily,looking him up and down.
 
Oh,no.No no no.Freedom is not worth that, Marley thought,nodding to herself."Never,I'd rather be your slave," she ground out,hating those words,but not lying there.
 
"I'm not going to eat her...I'd probably die from it,anyways," Marley told him firmly,her gaze showing that she would not budge.
 
Marley gave him a harsh glare."I don't need somebody like you tell me that," she ground out.
 
"Your fire is so... mm! If only you were a human and not trash." He crushed the woman's head with his heel. "Whenever you're ready to clean give me a ding." We walked upstairs. "You slave. Dont feed or clean her anymore until she says she's ready to give in." And he left
 
Marley glared at him even harsher than before.She felt absolutely revolted when he crushed the dead woman's head.Now she was sure she wouldn't be able to stay down there much longer."Wait!" She called to Zack.
 

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