iv - Child's play

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CHELSEA's



"Urrgggghhhh"


Things got worst as she sliced my cheek upward making a terrible, big smile on my face. She was so insane that she even threw anything she view just like some vases and glass wares. Her eyes were filled with so much joy and contentment seeing me suffer.



"Now, we have to go to the next procedure. Instead of stones, why don't we try something exciting?" She whispered.


She suddenly looked at those cracked and broken glasses on the floor. A malignant smile plastered her mad face and stated, "Let's try these broken pieces. It looks better inside your belly!"


I shook my head as I cried louder.


She forcefully stabbed my abdomen downwards making a deep, aching laceration.


She even played with my internal organs with a huge grin plastered on her damned face.


"S-stop it! Please!" I pleaded but she didn't even spoke a single word. Instead she laughed even harder. Before I even knew it, she started to place some of the glasses she broke a while ago that made me squirm in pain.


"Shut your damn mouth, bitch! Oh wait! I know you can't, with those perfect slices I made in your cheeks," She laughed evilly. "You don't want me to make you eat these, don't you?" She yelled which made me froze in fear and extreme pain.


In every move she makes, I feel like dying in agony. I forced myself not to scream, but not until I felt something sharper than those she put inside me a while back— stabbing my intestines.


I can't help myself but to scream once more. I suddenly felt her fist landed in my head, so I slowly stopped making noises but wept harder in a sudden.

"I have warned you, but it seems that your useless brain mustn't have understood. You know what?!" She paused as she went back to gather the other broken pieces of glass.


"This is your reward for not listening to me, Chelsea!"



My eyes widened in shock with what she did next. Eunice opened my mouth wider which made the wounds in the both sides of my cheeks bleed again. But what made it worse is the way she makes me swallow the sharp left overs of the broken glasses she brought.


My screams are not even recognize as for humans, because what came out are seemed to be as the sounds that wild animals produce. An inhuman sound, to be precise.


"Open your mouth sweetheart. Swallow this crystals right now!" She commanded.




"Huhffff"


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