i'll let u be in my dreams, if i can be in urs
She put the scalpel to his throat. He sucked in a breath, the blade tip hovering maliciously over his skin, taunting him. His perfect white skin about to be sliced in to shards of skin and blood. The thought made her insides tingle and her eyes brighten in delight. She slowly moved the scalpel across his face, the face she used to dream about, the face she once thought was perfect. Now she loathed everything about his “all too perfect face”. She was tired of being jealous of other girls with him, tired of wanting what she could never have. So, if she couldn’t have him, no one could, she loved that cruel cliché.
Her smile was insane, how she could be smiling when he was about to slice his face off, she thought to herself. She didn’t care. She felt the sickest pleasure over taunting him with something he couldn’t stop, like he did to her every day. She slashed the blade over his cheek, he cried out in pain as the line of blood formed and slowly oozed out of his cheek. She didn’t even need to press down hard to draw blood. She laughed in glee.
“You sick fuck!” He shouted at her.
She rolled her eyes, “That really didn’t hurt now, did it? Just be glad, I could’ve done much worse.” She trailed her hands down his chest and smiled deviously. Slowly she cut off button by button on his shirt. He wore a white tank top underneath, so professional like, she thought and suddenly cut through it. Exposing his flesh.
“I used to desire this. I dreamt about this moment, when I would be on top of you kissing your flesh as though it always belonged to me.” She trailed wet kisses up his stomach to his nipples and encircled her tongue around the pink flesh before sucking lightly.
“Get off me!” he demanded.
She laughed then bit into his nipple. He screamed in agony. She licked the blood and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
“You’re fucking insane!” He fought the rope around his hands and legs.
“Careful, you still want to keep one nipple don’t you?” She teased and rolled off him for a second and pulled out her camera. “Smile,” the camera flashed brightly, blinding him momentarily.
He laid there glaring at her, his eyes lit with a fiery hate and fear.
She took a picture of his eyes and then set the camera aside for now.
“Why the hell are you doing this?” he asked.
She stared at him. Then a blaze of hatred was on her face and she suddenly wanted to kill him.
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the rest is too graphic and ppl will just have to wait until the book is published... MUHAHAHAAA!
Her smile was insane, how she could be smiling when he was about to slice his face off, she thought to herself. She didn’t care. She felt the sickest pleasure over taunting him with something he couldn’t stop, like he did to her every day. She slashed the blade over his cheek, he cried out in pain as the line of blood formed and slowly oozed out of his cheek. She didn’t even need to press down hard to draw blood. She laughed in glee.
“You sick fuck!” He shouted at her.
She rolled her eyes, “That really didn’t hurt now, did it? Just be glad, I could’ve done much worse.” She trailed her hands down his chest and smiled deviously. Slowly she cut off button by button on his shirt. He wore a white tank top underneath, so professional like, she thought and suddenly cut through it. Exposing his flesh.
“I used to desire this. I dreamt about this moment, when I would be on top of you kissing your flesh as though it always belonged to me.” She trailed wet kisses up his stomach to his nipples and encircled her tongue around the pink flesh before sucking lightly.
“Get off me!” he demanded.
She laughed then bit into his nipple. He screamed in agony. She licked the blood and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
“You’re fucking insane!” He fought the rope around his hands and legs.
“Careful, you still want to keep one nipple don’t you?” She teased and rolled off him for a second and pulled out her camera. “Smile,” the camera flashed brightly, blinding him momentarily.
He laid there glaring at her, his eyes lit with a fiery hate and fear.
She took a picture of his eyes and then set the camera aside for now.
“Why the hell are you doing this?” he asked.
She stared at him. Then a blaze of hatred was on her face and she suddenly wanted to kill him.
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the rest is too graphic and ppl will just have to wait until the book is published... MUHAHAHAAA!