Pain in the Eye of the Beholder

(Molly's point of view)

She approaches you, and I see the fear in your eyes, and wonder if you'll ever be able to break away. It seems doubtful, if not impossible. God, I wish, wish so much that you could, that you could run, that we could both run, both run impossibly far away, far, far away, and never, ever return to this.

Narcissa likes to watch more then anything. I suppose I should count myself lucky, lucky that she's not like Bella, lucky that she isn't into so much... physical violence, lucky that I can make her happy without bleeding.

(Andromeda's point of view)

She approaches you, and I see the fear in your eyes, and wonder if I also see want, and lust. It doesn't seem possible, but I can still see it. God, I wish, wish so much that I could get you away from that, slap some sense into you, make you see, make you see that you can get away, and never, ever return to this.

Bella likes to see pain more than anything. I suppose I should count myself lucky, lucky that she's not like Narcissa, lucky that she just messes with my body, not my mind, lucky that all I have to do is bleed to make her happy.

(Molly)

I see you curl up into a little ball as she approaches, knowing it will do no good, but knowing it's how she likes it, seeing you look so helpless, so frightened. And who are we to argue? You are. You know what's coming, know that she'll take you, and make you take her, all in a haze of blood and pain.

I watch, and I am grateful for one of Narcissa's hands slowly circling my clit, and for her other guiding my hand as it circles hers. I am grateful that this is without pain, that this is all she's making me do. There's no pain for me, but there is for you. I have no scars, and I worry that your scars will never heal. She's breaking you. At least I'm not getting broken, at least I'm safe.

(Andromeda)

I see you curled up next to her, and I know that you like it, like to feel warm, like to feel safe amidst all this pain. You don't realize what she is doing to you, how she's completely brainwashing you, all in this haze of pleasure and pain.

I watch, and I am grateful for Bella's knife slicing into my skin, for the white-hot pain distracting me. This pain will not last for me, but it will for you. The scars Bella is making will heal in time, and I fear the scars you are getting will not. You're breaking. At least I'm not being broken like that, at least I'm safe.

(Molly)

And then it's over, and Narcissa kisses me, before she walks away.

(Andromeda)

And then it's over, and Bella hits me, before she walks away.

(Molly)

I see that look in your eyes, why do you pity me?

(Andromeda)

I see that look in your eyes, why do you pity me?