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Stacey is already a work of art. The idea of having my drawings on her skin makes mine tingle. I’m no pro, but my therapist has started encouraging me to doodle often, since it helps when I’m overwhelmed or need to express myself in a way I struggle with.
“What are you going to do when I go to Hawaii with my family in January?” “Burn your passport before you can leave.”
“Next week when my… family is away. I want you to sneak in through my window and climb into my bed and wake me up with your face between my legs.”
Our initials intertwined and distorted to make them unrecognisable, with the words so small and vine-like, not even Stacey knows that they say “I choose who I love, and I choose you”.
Somehow, I fall asleep, and if I had to give up everything in the world for this, I would. I’d give it all up for Stacey.
I’m going to kill them all. I’ll start with Kade. I’ll tie him down and make him watch me fucking you. I won’t wear a condom and I’ll fill you with my kid. I’ll make him listen to your moans while my name falls from your lips. I’ll put him on the brink of death, and the last thing he’ll see is you coming all over my cock.”
It means it’s time for your punishment. Did you think I was going to let you off with everything? My friends have been waiting for years to have a shot of you again.”
The three of them approach me, and Chris takes my hand delicately. “I’m sorry,” he mutters under his breath as he kisses my cheek, sliding something sharp into my palm.
Standing in the middle of the room, splatters of blood all over her, her dress ripped down the middle, Stacey holds the blade, hand raised to the side as tears stream down her face. Her chest is rising and falling, her lips trembling as she gasps. Fuck.
Her eyes lift to me as I toss aside the blade. “I k-killed them.” I take her face in my hands, and all I see is the trauma in her eyes, the way she’s not filling her lungs. “You need to breathe, Stacey.” “They’re dead,” she says, shaking. “They’re… I…” “Breathe. You need to breathe.” “They tried t-to…”
You’re alive.” “I am,” I reply. “I’m kind of hard to kill.” “I w-w-was so worried. Did they…” She gulps, takes a second to breathe then continues. “Did they hurt you?” I shake my head. “No,” I lie. Unless you count unlimited beatings and forced hard-ons.
I think we’re becoming friends, Tobias.” He lets out a disbelieving laugh and hangs up on me.
Because I love you. I’ve been in love with you for ages – it’s been all I’ve thought about. And I keep falling more in love with you every single fucking day.”
I don’t want him arrested; I want him dead.” My words are solid, I don’t even hesitate. “I want him dead.” I look around me, at everyone on my side. “He doesn’t deserve to live after everything he did to me. And I highly doubt I’m the only one.”
was pregnant,” I blurt out, and everyone looks at me. Aria just lowers her head. “A daughter. I was sixteen weeks pregnant, and when Chris found the ultrasound picture, he beat me so badly, I lost her.” I shake, my eyes burning. “I lost our daughter, and then—” I stop, unable to keep going. I lost Kade and
I can’t wait to see Stacey beat the shit out of Cassie.
“Make them go away, Freckles.” “Make what go away?” I manage to ask. “The voices.” I try to speak,
Kade: Run and hide. Unless you want everyone to witness me fucking you? Having an audience won’t stop me – I’ll take you in front of the entire party. My lips part as I reread the message multiple times, and I must be insane, because warmth gathers at my core at the thought of Kade chasing me, catching me and then fucking me. I’m even considering not running, just standing here until he comes for me. But then where’s the fun in that?
Ty moy, Vesnushki.” “What does th—”
“Always such a good girl when you’re on your knees for me. Taking every inch, your throat welcoming me home.”
Not with just anyone either. You screwed Jason. My big brother
Stacey cheated on me. She fucked Jason. And now I’m going to kill him.
No. I don’t care for that stuff.” And I mean it – I only ever wanted to have sex when I was with Stacey. The idea of fucking someone else makes me uncomfortable.
She broke my heart, but I want her back. I miss her. I love her.
Look at me now, my little princess. Daddy’s gone, and he’s never coming back.
“Fuck! Bernadette, fuck! We’re so fucked!”
“We have an emergency announcement. Reports say that Tobias Mitchell has escaped his institution this afternoon and is currently at large. The murderer and psychopath was given a life sentence over twenty years ago.”
“This is not good. We have his son, for fuck’s sake. What if he knows?”
Ask me how many times I’ve fucked you.” My silence fills the air, but my heart rate is accelerating. “Nine times,” he says, and my face drops. “You were so easy to drug. You always had a bottle of water next to your bed.” He stands, towering over me. “I saw opportunities to take what I wanted, so I did.
I freeze halfway up the steps at the sound of my best friend’s voice, then turn around, my eyes wide. She should not be here. “Lu?”
I don’t blink. Is this what I think it is? A human auction?
