His hair was messy but my fingers still easily slid through it as my hand raked over his head moving down his back until my arms wrapped around his waist. I leaned forward putting his forehead to mine letting my lips press against his. My hands roamed under his shirt and across his body while I kissed him like the sky was falling and the world was ending.
At last he returned my touch rubbing my arm affectionately with his hand. A few seconds later I felt a warm liquid trickle down my arm. My eyes follow the red substance pouring from my arm and watch it collect on the floor next to a small dagger. Unable to react right away I sit there not moving. I look up at him his eyes still an expressionless abyss of darkness. I pull away from his grasp and scramble to the bathroom door. I frantically open and close drawers looking for something to stop the bleeding, but it's useless. They're all empty except for a single blue pill on the bottom of the medicine cabinet. I turn on the faucet yet nothing happens. I glance over at the little blue pill it looks similar to pain relievers my parents used to give me when I broke my arm. Using my hand that's not covered in blood I pick it up, stick it on my tongue then close my mouth. I rest both hands on each side of the sink and glance up at my reflection in the mirror only to find I'm no longer alone.
He's too quick, before I can react his arms are around me and I feel a sharp pain in my side then the warmth of my blood spilling over myself and onto the floor as I fall limp in his arms.
As I vaguely remember the pill on my tongue feeling it slide down my throat everything goes black while he tilts my head back kissing my lips.
I awake to the sound of a scream. My eyelids flutter open and immediately I realise that I am unable to move, my wrists have been chained above my head and I'm hanging in a pitch black void of an unsettling silence. I look around no longer able to hear the screaming. I tried to open my mouth and call for help, but it felt like my lips have been sewn shut.
I look down below me, but instantly regret this decision as I see my reflection in a thick black water, quickly I jerk my head back up no longer able to stand looking at my own face seeing what he's done to me.
I feel a hand on my shoulder and I turn but there's nothing there a second later I'm greeted with his presence once again.
A slow smile spreads across his face and my vision starts to blur. I hear the distant sound of laughter and a blood curdling scream.
And then there is nothing.
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