prelude..

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"She loves me.. She loves not," Arys picked the petals off of a bright red rose.

"She loves me.. She loves me not," The last petal hit the floor as she spoke the last words. She took a deep breath & approached the chair that Dorinda was chained to.

"You don't love me!" Arys raised her voice, roughly grabbing Dorinda's face.

"Arys .. Please," Dorinda weakly spoke. Her voice, raspy & barely there. She was so weak, that she could barely hold her head up. Her arms & body tired from being chained to a chair.

"No, shut up!" Arys screamed, slapping Dorinda. The force from the hit made Dorinda's head turn in the opposite direction, "Look at me when I'm talking to you!"

Dorinda focused her tired eyes on Arys. This caused a devilish grin to grace her face.

"You- you think I'm a joke, don't you?" Arys chuckled. Dorinda stared back at her.

"YOU TAKE ME AS A JOKE!" Arys screamed again, punching the wall in front of her. She began to cry as she slid down the wall.

"You did this to me," She sobbed, staring at Dorinda, "You made me do this!"

"Arys, you're crazy! That's all there is to it. You're .. deranged," Dorinda raised the little of her voice that she had left.

Arys lifted her head. She rose to her feet & tilted her head at Dorinda, "What did you call me?"

"I said, you're fucking crazy!" Dorinda shouted back at her.

"I'm not crazy! You did this to me. All I wanted to do was, have you! Why won't you let me have you?!" Arys yelled, getting into Dorinda's face, "You're supposed to be mine,"

"What is your obsession with me? What did I do to deserve this?" Dorinda questioned, growing more frustrated. She just wanted to be freed.

"You're you, baby. It would be so much simpler if you just let me, have you. I wouldn't have to hurt you if you just let me have you," Arys softly spoke, as she touched loose strands of Dorinda's hair.

"Obsession is not okay! You're insane,"

"I'm not obsessed. I prefer the term devoted," She giggled.

Dorinda scoffed, "You're sick in the head,"

Arys began to laugh, "Only for you, baby,"

Tears welled up in Dorinda's eyes, "Can you just let me go? I don't deserve this,"

"NO!" Arys yelled, hitting the wall next to her. She got closer to Dorinda again. So close that their noses almost touched.

"You're not going anywhere. If I don't get to have you, then nobody will,"








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