the day I got marked and married.

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(you wake up and you feel different you realize been marked by her you get scared and you just to yourself how stupid you are) you: fuck I've been marked by her now it's permanent god dammit great (you sigh heavily) Bela: oh.. you've been marked by my mother how cute just think in a few days she'll propose to you and if you don't accept it she'll rip you in half tear you apart until this little parts of me waiting to be eaten so eager just so eagerly wanted to be eaten by my mother sharp things now my dear let's pick out your wedding outfit shall we or else... I'll tell you with my sickle
You: why does she want to marry me can't she just pick somebody else?
Bela: maybe but she'll probably suck their virgin blood so no. (She's says aggressively)
You: o-ok...
(Bela picks you your wedding outfit)
Bela: perfect~
(At night you write in your diary)
Get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get out of my head get. Out. Of. My. Blood.

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