Mad

I have no idea how long I'd been in this room.

I had no idea how much longer he was willing to keep me here.

Had it been weeks? Months? Or was it already one year? I had no idea.

My body ached from all the harsh beatings I'd recieved from him, for a simple mistake i might have said or done.

My skin was pale as I haven't gone out of the house in a long time. I'd almost forgotten what the outside world looked like. What's sun and breeze felt like.

I can't remember.

All I can think about is Hunter.

Hunter.

Pain.

Hunter..

Insanity...

I can't think of anything else besides him and the pain he causes me.

Am I crazy if I say I like it?

Probably. I don't even know what normal is anymore.

The door opens and Hunter walks in silently with a box of pizza in hand. Haven't eaten ghat in months. He smiles, closing the door behind him before walking over to sit beside me.

I was already seated at the edge of the bed. Head casted down. He's stopped chaining me for about almost a week now. Because apparently, I'd finally gained his trust. Though he did tie my hands to the bed everytime he was going out.

"Hello bunny" he whispers, leaning g down to peck my lips. I smile weakly. The skin of my chapped lips breaking.

"Hi senpai " I speak soft just as he opens the pizza box. The scent hitting my nose. He takes one slice, bringing it to my mouth.

"Eat" he orders and I immediately take an eager bite on the slice. Not stopping until I'm sucking the oil off his fingers.

Yum.

He gives me two more slices to eat until I'm full. Then he just stands up, picking up the box and starts walking towards the room door.

Disappointment fills me as well as the dread of being alone again.

I don't want to be alone.

I want senpai.

Senpai..

My senpai..

My only senpai...

Mine only... senpai..

"Senpai..." I mumble, catching his attention. He turns around to face me curiously.

"Do you not love me anymore?" I ask and he tilts his head.

"What?"

"You don't stay with me anymore. Or talk to me. Or even cuddle with me" I complain with a pout "you always just get up andleace right after you're done feeding me".

Hunter stares at me. Really stares at me. And I start to feel nervous if he was going to hit me.

Did I say something wrong? Did I upset him? Was I bad?

More questions pour into my head just as hubter slowly stalks over to me. He keeps the box on the bed coming to stand in front of me. I gasp as he pushes me back, climbing atop me. His hand on either side of my head as I gaze up at him with confusion, yet excitement.

"Tell me Conejita.." he starts, voice low. "Did I ever say that I stopped loving you? Hmm..?" He whispers and I shake my head with a pout.

"But.." he cuts me off.

"Then why do you assume such things" his hand proceeds to take my hair between his fingers. Playing with the strands.

"I still want you. I still need you. I still crave you.." he trails off looking into my eyes, "I still love you. And nothing or no one can change that. Not even you" he says and I smile, putting my hands on his cheeks to pull him down. My lips softly touching his in a soft and sweet kiss.

He breaks it before it goes too far. Adjusting me on the bed until he was now spooning me. My head on his chest.

"I wanted to go to work today, but my little bunny wants attention so that should be another day" he mumbles against my hair. Tightening his arms around me.

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A comfortable silence takes over. And that is when Crystal's thoughts start to go haywire. Itching to ask him questions she's always wanted to but was always afraid.

"I can feel you thinking bunny... what is it?" He asks making the girl swallow.

"Um.."

"Say it now" the order was final.

She gulps. Here goes nothing.

Crystal nuzzles more into his chest, breathing in the familair scent of his cologne but it did little to calm her down. She knew just how dangerous the man holding her was.

Those hands.

The lives they had taken.

"Do you regret killing them?" She mumbles into his chest, her heart pounding in anticipation of his answer. She wanted to know whether there was still some humanity left under all that hard and cold exterior. But her hopes crumble when he answers.

"No" he replies bluntly, tightening his arms around her as if afraid she would disappear from his embrace. As if afraid she would run away from him again. But she doesn't.

Crystal was still in his arms.

"But doesn't that make you evil?" She asks taking note of his large hand as he takes some strands of her dark locks, playing with them between his fingers. She knew how he often commented about the evil in this world and just anything bad in general. The way he showed how much he loathed such things.

Since he didn't regret killing all those people, doesn't that make him evil too? Something that he loathed?

She hears him heave a deep breath above her which lightly caresses her hair. Silent moments passing before he finally answers. And once again, she's disappointed by his answer.

"If killing those people make me evil" he whispers, his aura suddenly turning dark and sinister, complementing just how maliciously low his voice had dropped,

"If killing those people make me evil, then i don't want to be good".

For the first time in along time, Crystal felt sick. Sick of what kind of man the love of her life was.

He was insane. He was crazy.

He was mad.

But then again, she still craved for him despite everything. She still wanted him. She still loved. Did that make her crazy too?

Yes.

Yes it did.

And for once, she didn't mind. Normal was boring. Crazy was exhilarating.

They were both sick in the head. Completely mad and Crystal didn't cars how wrong it was.

She was mad. She loved it.

And she was sure he loved it too.