She arches her back in pleasure. I whisper seductively in her ear, "I knew you would love this." i smiled at her screams and her begging me to stop.
I knew she wanted me badly. There was no reason to hide it.
After what felt like an hour of sliding myself in and out of her, the moans got old.
My shiny little friend, glimmered in the corner of my eye. I grabbed it still pushing myself in her. The voices in my head edged me on.
What's pleasure without blood?
Without any hesitation, I made up my mind.
"Any last words?" I questioned, chuckling. Her broken moans stopped as she turned back to look at me. Her eyes gravitated down to the knife in my hand.
"What the fuck?" I watched her eyes get bigger and bigger.
She chose her words and I chose where to start my first incision.
Her brain.
Alison's Pov
It was dark and scary, i was rushing my way to my boyfriends house, I was already like 5 minutes late. He was going to hurt me i knew he was. My walking had turned into speed walking while my speed walking turned into running. I finally had made it to his house, opening the door i yelled his name, "Taylor! Are you here?!" I sighed in relief, he wasn't here so he wouldn't be hurting me. Finally a day off, or maybe not, he was always so unexpected with his beatings. I wish i could just leave the guy but he told me he would kill me if i ever do. If that doesn't stop you from ever leaving then you're going to be fucked. I went over to the couch putting my stuff down i sat waiting for him to come but an hour later had passed and he never showed up. At this point i didn't know whether i should leave or stay. If i left i already knew what the usual punishment was going to be. It was late as fuck, it was going on 12 am i didn't think i should stay any longer at this point. So i grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder, regretting what i was doing i open the door slowly while hesitating, i walked out.
The Next Day
It was Monday, the beginning of the week, the start of school. I loathe it. I didn't want to be here, with teachers that can barely even explain what we are doing in the subject. Teachers that think they own the school. Ugh it sickened me even the thought of school made me feel like i was going to throw up. But the thought of graduating and going to a college far away from here and my boyfriend gave me the courage to get up every morning.
Slowly i got up and threw my covers off of me. I went into the bathroom, undressing myself I quickly turned on the shower and hopped in, letting the warm water hit my body. After about 20 minutes of showering I stepped out and wrapped the towel around me. I quickly brushed my teeth, put on my clothes, and applied a little of makeup on me. I got my bag and slung it over my shoulder slamming the door to my room and going down stairs and grabbing me a granola bar heading out the door before telling my parents, i love them.
I always walked to school. I love walking it always give me time to just think how my life would be like if I didn't have Taylor in my life and had someone better for me, someone who wouldn't always hurt me. School had appeared right in front of my eyes. I entered school and headed straight to the lunch room to meet all my friends, Miley, Justin, Ryan, Vanessa, and Evan.
"What's up hoes." I said while smiling.
"Hey Ali, how come you haven't answered any of our calls?" Justin asked curiously. I couldn't answer them my psychotic boyfriend took my phone and threw it against the wall because i was paying way more attention to my phone than him.
Before I could even reply, guess who showed up, the devil. "Ali, we need to talk." He hissed. I already knew what this was about, dammit i should have just stayed my ass at his place. Trying not to cry I got up and followed him already expecting what he was going to do to me, what he always does to me.
"Look!" I spat, "You were the one who was an hour late when i came to your house and you were the one that told me yesterday to come at 11 and i did. Sorry i didn't get your text." I mumbled under my breath, "You're the psychotic boyfriend who slammed it against the wall."
He looked very furious, i knew he had heard what i said, i was actually terrified at what he was going to say because i have never ever stood up to him, not like this. I was terrified at what his reaction was going to be. He's probably crazy enough to beat me in the school. Just as a thought he slapped me he walking away leaving me in tears.
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