"Are you ready?"
His voice was not sexy nor intriguing. It was.. normal..
"Yes.." I whispered.
"Breathe in,"
And the needle was plunged into my lip.
"-and out."
There was a small sting as it went in. He walked away from the table I was lying on, leaving the needle in. A few moments later he was back with a silver ring. He opened it up and stuck it in the fresh hole. Then he grabbed a new needle and we went through the same routine.
"You can go now."
His voice was stern. I jumped off the table and glided over to the mirror.
"Hello."
I whispered to the pierced girl staring back at me.
YOU ARE READING
Snakebite
Non-FictionI was going to make this a long story but I forget everything that happened in my life at that point. It was suppose to be Non-Fiction. So I guess this is the full story. Enjoy c:
