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Annalise
I couldn't help but bawl my eyes out whenever he wrapped his arms around me. Things for me, were just starting to get back to normal, then this happened. I was almost raped, now I was laying in Matt's bed in my bra and underwear, crying into his chest. I didn't know if I had any free will now that i was here with him, but that was the least of my concerns at this point. I knew I was most likely going to cry myself to sleep, but I didn't know how to stop crying.

{So I was thinking, what if Matt's dad demands to meet her, so in the morning, Matt takes her to hell, and basically finds out that his father will only let him live if he tortures Annalise and beats her into submission? because in his mind, it's something that Matt should have done in the first place?}

Annalise
I woke up the next morning and practically flew out of the bed because for a moment, I forgot where I was. I looked beside me, expecting to see Matt still laying there. He wasn't, and it wasn't long after I climbed out of the bed that I heard his voice coming from downstairs.

I bit my lip lightly before grabbing one of his dress shirts. I slipped it onto my body and buttoned it up, watching as the fabric dropped down to my mid thighs. I quietly walked out of the bedroom and down the steps, his voice getting louder as I got closer. I furrowed my brows whenever I saw him pacing around the kitchen, talking, but it was like he was talking to himself. There was no phone or anything near him. "What do you mean you want to meet her?" When those words left his mouth, I was completely and utterly confused, so I decided to make myself known.

[I like it! And maybe after.his dad puts some chains on her, she's begging and pleading Matt not to do it, and even though he doesn't want to hurt her, he does it anyway because well, you don't deny the devil his wishes, and he wants to keep living, so he does as he's told?)

Annalise

I watched as Matt walked over to me, whenever his father appeared behind him, I nearly jumped out of my own skin. I had taken a few steps back. I defiently had to say that the devil did not look anything like what I thought he would. Matt looked just like him. Only sicker and diseased.

"H-hello" I stuttered out quietly, playing with one of the buttons on the sleeve of Matt's shirt that I had on. I watched as his father walked over to me, I walked backwards until my back hit a wall, I looked over his father's shoulder and gave him a pleading look, I had no idea what was going on, and the last place I wanted to be was trapped between the devil and the wall. I looked down at the ground, trying not to make eye contact with the monster.

"She is quiet pretty," I heard his voice say, i turned my head to the side whenever he got close to my face, but then I felt his fingers travel down the side of my face, he gripped my chin and forced me to look into his eyes, causing me to whimper slightly. His touch was as cold as ice, not something you would expect from a monster that was supposed live in a pit of Fire. "Perhaps I should make her mine," I heard him laugh slightly before grabbing the back of my neck, forcing me into his side. I couldn't stop the whimper that came from my lips as I looked at Matt, my eyes wide with fear, silently begging him to get his father away from me.

[And even though she hates him for what he did to her, she knows he didn't want to, but was forced to so she forgives him and becomes his wife anyway because if she would have said no, then she would.have become his father's personal slave?]

Annalise
I could feel the fear pulsing through me as my heart pounded. I looked between Matt and his father, not really sure what to expect.

" You are the Prince of Hell, she is a human. She is below you and doesn't get a choice in the matter, which I do believe you were supposed to beat that into her pretty little head the first time that you had her." His father said, glaring at the both of us. Before I could react, he grabbed me by my hair, pulling me back to him.

"Tell me, why won't you marry Matthew," he said, I let a quiet whimper escape my lips, not sure what to say to him, he pulled my hair harder, causing me to cry out in pain. "You better answer me," he growled in my ear. "I-I don't believe in marriage," I stuttered out. He laughed and threw me at Matt. "You are going to change that," he snarled at him.

Annalise
This seriously couldn't be happening. I struggled against his father as best as I could as he drug me toward the basement. When we reached the top of the steps, he gave me a sick smile before throwing me down them. I cried out in pain and tried to brace myself, but it didn't work.

Trying to crawl away from him hurt. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me over to the wall hanging me up so that my toes barely touched the ground. I looked over at Matt, my eyes begging him to help me.

His father must of seen the look in my eyes, because he started laughing. "Oh sweetheart, he's not going to help you. Why? Because he's got two choices. Beat you into submission like he should have when he first got you, marry you, and I drop his deadline, or he disobeys me and he dies on the spot and I get to have my way with you." He smirked and looked at Matt. "So what's it going to be son. Are you going to do what you should have done in the first place, or do I get to have my way with your pretty little pet?"

Annalise
I looked at Matt, tears rolling down my cheeks. I squirmed slightly, knowing that I was in for a world of pain.

" Please, don't do this Matt," I whimpered tears rolling down my cheeks as he walked over to a table that had a bunch of stuff all over it. From what I was able to see, there was a whip, several different knives, and a branding iron. I could tell that there was a hell of a lot more there than what I was able to see.

I watched as he picked something off the table, "Matt, please" I begged, practically shouting at him. "I know this isn't you. Please don't do this, please." I pulled on the chains even harder as he began to get close to me, but the more I pulled the tighter they got. "Please!" I cried out.

Annalise
I could feel my blood running down my face, one eye closed due to it. My entire body ached like never before. My skin felt as off it was on fire, and I knew I would have a permanent scar on my.hip from.where he had burned me.

Whenever his father had finally shown back up, I wanted to kill.him, every bone in my body was telling me to fight back, but I just couldn't. I couldn't hold my head up anymore so I watched as the blood dripped off of my toes and created a small pool below me.

Feeling his father's icy touch on my chin, I looked at him in the eyes. He was smiling. I could tell by the look in his eye that he was hoping I was going to choose not to marry Matt. I may not have wanted to, but I wasn't about to become the devil's source of entertainment. "I-Ill marry him," I managed to say, my voice cracking and raspy, my throat sore from how much I screamed.

Annalise
I let out a cry of pain whenever Matt helped me out of the chains. I knew he couldn't help it, but every part of my body that he touched was in searing pain. My skin had been ripped open by the whip he used, the slices that he had created when he cut me with a knife, were even deeper than what the whip caused.

I couldn't stand on my own. I knew that I couldn't. If Matt would have let me go, I would have dropped to the ground. "Make it stop," I sobbed into his shoulder, talking about the pain. I knew there was probably nothing he could do, and I knew that I was not going to move from a bed for weeks unless it was to go to the bathroom.

" Please make it stop," I begged him, I could barely manage to wrap my arms around him, yet somehow I did. I hated him for what he did, but at the same time, I was thankful. Thankful that it was hjim and not his father because I probably wouldn't be alive if his father got his hands on me.

Annalise
I couldn't help the small whimpers that escaped my lips every time he ran the wash cloth over one of the open wounds on my skin. I didn't accept or deny his apology. I just sat there for the longest time, watching him.

"Wha t did I do to deserve this life," I whispered quietly. "All I wanted was to be happy and have a good job. Now, I'm being forced to marry someone because if I don't i become the devil's personal toy." I could feel the tears roll down my cheeks. Was this God's cruel way of punishing me.for not believing in him?

The cool feeling from the water felt good, and all I wanted to do, was dunk myself in it, but ij knew it would burn to he'll and back. "I-i'm sorry about your shirt," I whispered quietly, looking at the shredded white fabric that had been stained red with my blood.

Annalise
I could feel the tears rolling down my cheeks. "There is no point Matt," I said softly. "There is no point in leaving. I have to marry you...I'm going to be living here, and as much as I don't want to get married, to anyone. Ever, I don't have a choice." I said softly.

"I do hate you. I hate you for what you did, but I would have done the same to you if I was in your shoes.' I murmured, looking down at the ground.