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We Were Born To Lose

I'll Tell You My Sins And You Can Sharpen Your Knife

“WAKE UP!” I was woken with bucket of ice water being thrown on me and being jerked up off the stone floor by two soldiers. The pain in my head was horrible. Every move I made or every sound I heard caused horrible aching twangs to shoot through my skull and down my spine. I opened my eyes to see I was being dragged out of a cell and into a room. Once in there, they threw me into a wooden table. It was then that I realized I was shirtless. I would’ve fought but I just didn’t have the energy. They strapped me down tightly with strips of leather and left. This is when I did try weakly to get free but of course, it didn’t work. After a few anticipation filled minutes, a man who was probably about fifty came in while wheeling a tray of horrible looking devices. There was no doubt what they were going to do to me. I wondered if Alex knew where I was or if he even cared as he wheeled the tray to the side of the table I was on. He then moved across the room and lit a fire in the fireplace.
“I’ve been ordered to get some information out of you without disrupting your appearance too much or permanently. That will be a challenge, but I like challenges.” He said as he moved over to me. I flinched when he picked up a metal rod. Fortunately he didn’t touch me, instead he moved over to the fire and put the tip inside the hottest part.
“You know we can do this the easy way. All you have to do is tell me where the Prince and King’s camps are, how many men you have, a general guide of the castle, the weakest points of it, things like that.” He offered. He gave me a few seconds to speak but when I stayed silent he said, “Shame, I’d rather be balls deep in my wife right now as opposed to spending my time with you.” while moving over and picked up a sharp spike which was about half an inch thick. He dipped it in a jar of clear liquid that had a slight yellow tint. “This is wasp venom. It’ll increase the pain you’ll experience when I insert this.” He said as he said as he pinched a bit of the sensitive skin on the underside of my bicep. Then he slowly pushed the tip into my skin making me cry out. It doesn’t sound so bad but think about it. That that skin is very sensitive, there’s a small amount of it and a very thick piece of metal is being pushed through it, plus that metal has been doused in wasp venom so it hurts even more. Yeah. It wasn’t fun. He did this on my other arm, the edges of my stomach, and the insides of my thighs. What’s more, is that not only did he push it into my skin, he also lodged it into the table beneath me. Literally anchoring myself to it. My breathing was hard from what I’d just gone through and every movement I made tugged at the spikes, stretching the skin even more causing me to experience stinging pain over and over again. Then he moved over to the fire and pulled out the rod who’s tip was red.

Fuck.


I really fucking hate burns. Sharp pain or aches are bearable but I can’t fucking stand burns.
“You seem tense.” He said right before he pressed it to my shoulder making me scream as the agony over took me. It spread through my entire body causing unbearable excruciation. He removed the rod making the pain lessen only a little bit. The smell of my own burning flesh filled my nostrils and my throat closed, threatening to vomit from the pain and smell. “If you’d just give me information, this will stop.”
“No.” I hissed through gritted teeth. He shrugged and reapplied the rod to my skin.
This continued for hours, he’d ask me questions but I’d refuse to answer them so he’d punish me by burns or carving little bits of my skin away and throwing them onto the floor. When the rod was no longer red, he placed it back in the fire to heat back up while he removed the spikes, re dipped them in the venom, and put them back. He kept interrogating me but I would not be broken. My loyalty and love for Alex outweighs whatever he could do. Even if Alex hated me, I loved him more than anything in the world and that is what kept me strong.

Notes

Title Cred: Take Me To Church by Hozier

JACK NO BABY

sorry

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ALL THE VIEWS, VOTES, AND SUBSCRIBERS YOU GUYS ARE FABULOUS YOU ALL GET GOLD STARS

side note, you guys need to listen to take me to church by Hozier. If you aren't religious, don't worry it's not a worship song. BUT YOU GUYS HOLY CRAP THE CHORUS IS PERFECT

Comments

IM DYING THIS IS THE BEST FANFIC IVE EVER READ AND IM SOBBING AND ITS 3 AM. NOOOOOOO MY FEELINGS SEND HELP

fangirll fangirll
4/8/17

GUESS WHOS BACK AND DROWNING IN TEARS
also you should post the ending you had in mind to ruin us I'm curious what your idea was
idk just an idea I've been thinking about what other things you could've done

KellicAndJalex KellicAndJalex
1/20/16

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO I HATE YOU. I FUCKING HATE YOU. YOU KILLED HIM. YOU MONSTER! YOU CRUEL AWFUL HUMAN BEING!

Idolstar333 Idolstar333
12/11/15

@KellicAndJalex
Oh my goodness gracious thank you so much. As a writer, it's honestly a huge compliment to know that I was able to stir enough emotion to make someone cry. So yeah thank you and gooD LUCK ON YOUR SCIENCE PAPER

So considering I've read this story six fucking times I decided it was time to log in or whatever so I could tell you about how you ruined my life. So first off i have read this story six times and every single time i cry no wait that's an understatement. I bawl. The first time I read this I finished it on the toilet and I walked out of my bathroom just sobbing and I cried for about an hour and fifteen minutes. Then as I was going to bed I thought about it again and I cried myself to sleep over this fucking story. This story is the one of the best fics I have ever read and I'll probably be back reading it again in like three weeks. But even when I say OMG I'm crying to my friends they'll be like is it over that one jalex Fic becAUSE THEY JUST KNOW HOW MUCH I CRY OVER THIS OKAY SO JUST THANK YOU FOR EXISTING AND PLEASE NEVER STOP WRITING BEVAUSE I REALLY FUCKING LOVE YOUR STUFF NOW IM GONNA GO FINISH MY PAPER FOR SCIENCE

KellicAndJalex KellicAndJalex
10/18/15