The Million Dollar Man

A painful twist in my lower abdomen made me hiss out, and tears instantly pricked the corners of my eyes as the pain worsened and went deeper.

It was then that Sebastian walked in, and found me curled up in a fetal position on the bed.

I felt a cold hand press to my forehead, and my eyelids flew shut as another tidal wave of anguish surged over my trembling body. A layer of sweat coated me, and my skin felt blistering hot, making me shake and sweat even more. << Combined with her internal damage, >> the doctor spoke quietly, << the menstrual pains have increased incredibly, I can only assume. >>

I shook and let out inhuman-like noises. The familiar ache erupted within me and I let out a shrill scream. My eyes flew open and I clutched the sheets as I writhed in agony.

Weak cries left my lips as tears trickled down my burning cheeks, << I'm f-fine. >> I managed to choke out, my voice weak and barely audible. My eyelids slowly peeled away, my lashes thick with tears.

The pain was still very much present, but I hardened my features and hid the hurt that tortured me. I had known exactly what was going on, and with no thanks to Sebastian, the internal damage was making it worse.

Sucking in a large breath of air, I pushed my trembling frame up, only for my arms to give away. My body collapsed back onto the heated covers just another painful ache spread throughout me.

<< Have her take these, »> the doctor said, explaining the purpose of each pill. I watched as Sebastian nodded obediently, accepting the medications that the doctor was pulling out of his bag.

After a quiet discussion between the two, Marcus, the gang doctor, exited the room.

Despite the pain I was in, I was also relieved.

It all made sense, my uncontrollable emotions, my sensitivity, and the pain- the pain that was undeniably linked to one of the many curses every girl must suffer through during her life.

The bed sunk lower as Sebastian sat next to my trembling body. His icy cold hand came as a shocking contrast to my scorching skin. Whimpers fell from my lips as he lifted me onto his lap, cradling my feverish body into him. << You may be in a lot of pain now, »> he whispered, << but take this as a blessing. >>

I squeezed my eyes shut at his words, my thoughts floating back to the last thing he had said to me three days ago.

<< It's only just the beginning. >>

<< Please don't hurt me, >> I choked out, my hands attempting to break me from the confines of Sebastian's arms.

There was a moment of silence and I held my breath in horror.

A strangled noise left my lips as Sebastian's hand cradled the side of my head and lightly guided my head into the crook of his neck. He ran his hand through my hair and shushed the cries that emitted from within.

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Unfortunately for me, it seemed that nothing could provide me enough comfort for what was to come.

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When the word 'pain' crosses a person's mind, it's been proven that the person automatically thinks of physical pain.

There are two forms of pain: physical and emotional.

Sebastian had already tormented me using both forms.

It was interesting, really, how different he treated me while I was sick. Every day he supplied me with that miraculous pill that seemed to drain the physical pain from my body- yet it never seemed to go deep enough and rid my tortured soul of the emotional pain that haunts me.

What is happened to you?

I shook my head and pushed myself away from the counter, unable to look at the mirror any longer.

Though my back had healed, there was still and sore pain that would rise up with quick movements. Bruises scattered my features, and I had to take multiple pain medications for my head. I had spent three days constantly vomiting and crying, and it had exhausted me.

I was disgusted with myself.

Some people depend on the approval of others in order to get through life. Then there are others, like me, who depend on self-approval. For me, that's all I've ever needed. My trust issues led me to believe that the saying was true; you can only trust yourself. Being independent can be seen as a strength- but also a person's greatest weakness.

For when you lack the self-approval you have become so dependent on, you lose your self-worth.

Gritting my teeth, I forced myself to look back in the mirror, my eyes studying myself thoroughly. I didn't look as sickly anymore, and my eyes didn't hold that lifeless stare. I had returned to the gym this week, with Callum of course. Mason was still upset and Sebastian seemed to be playing doctor for the time being, but I was well aware that it was all going to change.

My period had ended and now the punishment would begin.

What if I pretend I'm still on it? My eyes lit up at the idea. Sebastian would never know- it's a foolproof plan.

<< Evelyn ? » The door opened, and Sebastian entered.

My heart rate skyrocketed and I feel the color drain from my face. I gave me a small smile, my hands growing clammy and my knees quivering.

He walked tantalizingly slowly, his dark brown eyes piercing my blank blue ones. I visibly gulped as he stopped in front of me, and he smirked at that. He eyes held that famous, mischievous glint that made me want to run away.