Dark!palatonic yandere superman Part2
Note: I finally finished it, I'm still not completely satisfied but i hope everyone likes it!
Warning: Obsess,violence, horror,gore,kidnapping, forced rejuvenation
Your daily life has become more difficult since he broke your arm, so you have to rely on him for everything
You hate having to try to call him "Papa Clark," and bathing makes things even more frustrating because he insists on bathing you
You said that your can do youself and didn't need him
"Mr. Clark, I can do it myself."
He frowned slightly.He grabbed your broken arm and squeezed hard, causing you so much pain that you stopped resisting and let him undress you.
When he got to your underwear, you grabbed his arm.
"Dad, I can do it myself."
His face lit up with joy when you willingly called him "Dad."
He bathes you ,when you turn your back to him, your hands to cover all the sensitive parts of your body., dresses you in the most childish clothes, feeds you, and carries you up to your room.
When he opened the door to the room, the walls were covered in blue and Superman logos, even the stuffed animal was him, even the posters and the bed,it makes you feel suffocated and uncomfortable.
He reached for a fairy tale book to read to you before you fell asleep.
You're becoming more and more attached to him When he went to work and left you alone in that house, he only allowed you to watch cartoons and there was no other form of entertainment. You miss how he stroked your head or kissed your temple,hug you tightly
You feel disgusted with yourself for accepting it the more, yet at the same time, you want to receive it more from him perhaps stockholm syndrome has gradually taken root inside you...
Another morning in this house, you wake up and he's already waiting beside your bed. He easily lifts you up and helps you with your personal hygiene. Then he carries you downstairs and feeds you.
Again those usual questions: "Was breakfast delicious? Did you like it? I made it myself, just for my beloved child." You can only answer "yes" or "I really liked it, Dad." After finishing his meal, he prepared to go to the editorial office. You gave him a kiss on the cheek and wished him a good day before he left the house... (Otherwise, he'll have to grab your cheeks and force you to kiss him).
You wander around the house feeling utterly despondent, not knowing what to do you recall your own moments of freedom do the things you want and hang out with your friends. You regret putting your complete trust in him, and he took advantage of that to kidnap you it's truly sickening and disturbing..... Dress yourself in children's clothes and be pampered like a living doll, letting him cherish and adore you continuing to walk around the house, you notice the front door doesn't seem to be locked it's slightly ajar, letting in a ray of sunlight. You approach reaching for the doorknob, but then pull back you remember the feeling of him breaking one of your arms when you tried to disobey him.
Your mind gradually splits into two sides, with one side wanting to stay you want to bond with him and feel his fatherly affection, but on the other hand, you want to run away from this house as fast as you can.
You chose to escape opening the door for the first time after months of being held captive in the house by him You feel the sunshine and the cool breeze again, you run as fast as you can from the farm as it gradually disappears from your sight.
Your bare feet had long been bleeding from running on the road, but luckily a pickup truck stopped and a kind elderly couple offered you a ride to Metropolis you quickly got out of the vehicle and thanks them profusely.
You rushed towards your apartment, luckily your spare key was still under the doormat. You quickly unlocked it, grabbed your phone, hastily packed your things, and called your best friend.
"Where have you been all this time? You disappeared without a trace."
"It's a long story can you come to my apartment to take me to the airport I'm in a hurry."
""Ah, fine, stay there, I'll be there in 10 minutes."
You hang up the phone and expect your best friend to arrive early so you can leave this no longer safe city
After 10 minutes, your friend was standing outside the door and calling you out.
"You look terrible."
"We don't have time, help me carry this suitcase to the car!."
Your friend approaches you, but in the blink of an eye, a blue and red blur flashes past, The scene was terrifying, blood splattered all over the road. Your friend was now just a gooey, crimson mess, blood splattering onto your terrified face it makes you want to vomit. . Superman hovered nearby Fresh blood stained his suit, soiling his Superman logo, and he glared at you with a deadly look in his eyes.
You recoiled, but it was probably too late he flew quickly to your side and embraced your trembling body you resisted fiercely, hitting and scratching his face, cursing and screaming for help he nudged you lightly on the back of the neck
"Sleep well, my child"
When you wake up you're in your own room He was already sitting beside your bed looking at you with affectionate eyes gentle
You glared at him, trying to sit up, but strangely you had no feeling in your legs. When you looked down, you were shocked and became Desperate when your legs are now amputated and bandaged meticulous
You burst into tears when he took your best friend away and cut off both your legs.
"Why? Why don't you just kill me? Why did you kill my best friend, and now you're cutting off my leg? did I do something wrong!"
He quickly embraced you, stroking your hair and gently comforting you
"Shhhh don't cry anymore my child. I don't want your beautiful face stained with tears."
He felt a sense of pride at finally breaking your mindset, making you dependent on him and considering him your only family you'll stay in his house forever, until you slowly die.
