Wings of Cassie Part 8
"Need something Master?" She asked, turning around.
The obvious bulge in Ville's jeans suddenly disappeared when he looked at her. Her flawless features were sad. She looked like she'd been on the brink of tears before she felt his eyes on her. Ever since he'd met her he could see sense some mystery behind her gorgeous eyes. Even when he had seen her in the audience at the show they'd first met at, the haunting was obvious.
Not like she didn't try and hide it. In fact, most of Cassie's life revolved around hiding her emotions and pain she felt daily.
"Come here darling. I have something to ask you." Ville said, motioning for her to come forth.
Cassie took off the gloves she'd been wearing to wash the dishes and approached him. She sat at his feet and looked up at him. Fear washed over her features as she began to imagining what he was going to ask her. Probably for a favor or if she'd consider getting off for him or something like that. But Ville was not all sadistic and powerful. It was obvious by his amazingly deep lyrics that he felt a lot and had much emotion. She knew that, but so far he'd mostly shown her his sadistic and dominate side.
"Why do you have so many scars?" Ville asked. Cassie's eyes widened. Never once had he asked her about anything on her body. Only once he asked if she like pain because of her multiple piercings. As much as meant to her that he cared, she didn't see why he suddenly cared. What business was it to him?
"Why do you care?" She asked bluntly. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out at first. So she asked:"I mean I just don't see why this is any of ur business. Aren't I just a pet to you?" She rose her eyebrows and waited for him to answer.
Ville sighed. "I have the right to know. I own you now, so you may as well just tell me why."
"It's not a pretty story.." she sighed looking anywehre but at him.
"Tell me anyway my love. I just want to know why. There is something you're not telling me." He spoke softly, running his fingers through her hair and stroking her face. She moved into his gentle touch and sighed sadly. She wanted to tell him, but she didnt' want to be seen any weaker than he already thought she was.
"Ville..there is a lot you don't know about me, you really don't want to know either."
"Yes I do..I want to know everything about you..please show me and tell me." He took her tiny wrists into his hands and turned her arms upwards. Up and down her arms were lines of scars, some bigger than others. Lines in neat little rows and others criss crossing like crosses and Xs. He ran his fingers over each scar gently. She gasped and turned her head away, biting her bottom lip to hide and hold back the tears threatening to spill over. "Are there more?" He asked.
Cassie nodded and pulled down the shoulders of her dress and pulled up the skirt. More and more scars apeared. Some made into letters and names. Others were shapes like heartagrams and other shapes. The words were anything but good He gasped and turned away. "Oh Cassie.." He whispered and pulled the shoulders of her dress back over her scars. Ville stood and walked away to the counter staring out the window. "Why would you do this?"
Cassie turned and looked up at him. "I tried to warn you." She whispered. He turned back to her and opened his mouth to say something.
"Cassie I.." Before he could finish, she stood and ran upstairs.
She slammed the door to the upstairs bathroom and stared at herself in the mirror. Tears stained her pale face and her eyes were swollen. She slid down the wall and onto the floor. Cassie hid her face in her hands and sobbed. He'll kick me out..and get rid of me like everyone. I'm worthless to think I could ever be happy here. I'm nothing..
A knock came to the door. "Cassie, please open the door..I know you're in there. I just want to talk to you."
"And what if I don't let you in?" She asked quietly.
Ville thought before answering. "Please Cassie..I'm begging here. Just let me in."
"Why do you want in so bad..?"
"You're just going to have to trust me.." He whispered..
Will she let him in? Find out in the next chapter..
The obvious bulge in Ville's jeans suddenly disappeared when he looked at her. Her flawless features were sad. She looked like she'd been on the brink of tears before she felt his eyes on her. Ever since he'd met her he could see sense some mystery behind her gorgeous eyes. Even when he had seen her in the audience at the show they'd first met at, the haunting was obvious.
Not like she didn't try and hide it. In fact, most of Cassie's life revolved around hiding her emotions and pain she felt daily.
"Come here darling. I have something to ask you." Ville said, motioning for her to come forth.
Cassie took off the gloves she'd been wearing to wash the dishes and approached him. She sat at his feet and looked up at him. Fear washed over her features as she began to imagining what he was going to ask her. Probably for a favor or if she'd consider getting off for him or something like that. But Ville was not all sadistic and powerful. It was obvious by his amazingly deep lyrics that he felt a lot and had much emotion. She knew that, but so far he'd mostly shown her his sadistic and dominate side.
"Why do you have so many scars?" Ville asked. Cassie's eyes widened. Never once had he asked her about anything on her body. Only once he asked if she like pain because of her multiple piercings. As much as meant to her that he cared, she didn't see why he suddenly cared. What business was it to him?
"Why do you care?" She asked bluntly. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out at first. So she asked:"I mean I just don't see why this is any of ur business. Aren't I just a pet to you?" She rose her eyebrows and waited for him to answer.
Ville sighed. "I have the right to know. I own you now, so you may as well just tell me why."
"It's not a pretty story.." she sighed looking anywehre but at him.
"Tell me anyway my love. I just want to know why. There is something you're not telling me." He spoke softly, running his fingers through her hair and stroking her face. She moved into his gentle touch and sighed sadly. She wanted to tell him, but she didnt' want to be seen any weaker than he already thought she was.
"Ville..there is a lot you don't know about me, you really don't want to know either."
"Yes I do..I want to know everything about you..please show me and tell me." He took her tiny wrists into his hands and turned her arms upwards. Up and down her arms were lines of scars, some bigger than others. Lines in neat little rows and others criss crossing like crosses and Xs. He ran his fingers over each scar gently. She gasped and turned her head away, biting her bottom lip to hide and hold back the tears threatening to spill over. "Are there more?" He asked.
Cassie nodded and pulled down the shoulders of her dress and pulled up the skirt. More and more scars apeared. Some made into letters and names. Others were shapes like heartagrams and other shapes. The words were anything but good He gasped and turned away. "Oh Cassie.." He whispered and pulled the shoulders of her dress back over her scars. Ville stood and walked away to the counter staring out the window. "Why would you do this?"
Cassie turned and looked up at him. "I tried to warn you." She whispered. He turned back to her and opened his mouth to say something.
"Cassie I.." Before he could finish, she stood and ran upstairs.
She slammed the door to the upstairs bathroom and stared at herself in the mirror. Tears stained her pale face and her eyes were swollen. She slid down the wall and onto the floor. Cassie hid her face in her hands and sobbed. He'll kick me out..and get rid of me like everyone. I'm worthless to think I could ever be happy here. I'm nothing..
A knock came to the door. "Cassie, please open the door..I know you're in there. I just want to talk to you."
"And what if I don't let you in?" She asked quietly.
Ville thought before answering. "Please Cassie..I'm begging here. Just let me in."
"Why do you want in so bad..?"
"You're just going to have to trust me.." He whispered..
Will she let him in? Find out in the next chapter..