Waiting To Bloom (BL)

Chapter 1

"Why are you crying?" I asked slapping his partner's severed hand against his face.

"You're an ugly crier" I said sitting the hand on his lap. I removed the ball gag from his mouth and immediately he started screaming nonsense.

"Ah..ah.. please don't kill me! It wasn't my idea to target you please!" He screamed gasping for air.

"I thought you were just a normal basketball player" he said sobbing intensely.

"Everyone thinks that" I replied calmly.

"I promise, just let me go and I..." he said before I cut him off. I was getting tired of hearing his excuses for his foul behavior.

"This is perfect weather hm? Do you know why?" I asked kneeling in front of him watching as tears and snot run down his swollen face.

"When I'm done dismembering your body, the rain will wash the blood away easily. Then I will deliver your severed limbs to your family who won't know you're dead yet since there will be no body and the rain would have washed away any trances. It will be as if you vanished into thin air." I said slowly sliding the severed hand down his leg as he buckled over pulling at his restraints. I slowly stood while gripping his face by his chin forcing him to look up at me, I was debating on removing his blindfold now or later.

"Isnt this exciting?" I said happily before he started screaming and begging for his life again. Like how rude the host is explaining the plans of the night and all he can think of is himself, such a selfish man.

"Please man I have a daughter" He said sweating profusely.

"Don't worry I will make sure you are with her every birthday" I replied squeezing his face and leaning in close. He smelled of sewage and cheap cologne.

"What do you mean?" He asked confused while he trembled in the chair.

"I am being very considerate you should thank me for my generosity" I said releasing his face and pushing him back in the chair.

"Please don't hurt my family please" He cried loudly trying to escape his restraints. How can people be so rude when people are being so considerate and kind and yet they don't even say thank you. He just screams and cries making everything about him. Did his parents not teach him basic manners? I then suddenly stabbed him in thigh all the way to the hilt of the knife.

"Say thank you" I yelled stabbing him repeatedly in his legs listening to his flesh tear with every stroke.

"When someone does something nice for you, you thank them! Where is your courtesy?" I yelled watching the blood pool on the floor as I could see through his leg to the floor with his bone showing. I had stabbed his leg in to ground meat laying on the floor beneath the chair.

"Thank you Thank You THANK YOU!" He screamed in pain, stomping his legs drooling everywhere but I still wasn't satisfied.

"Louder I can't hear you, your partner needs to hear you appreciating my generosity" I smiled as I began stabbing the other thigh as he sobbed loudly. He yelled thank you 6 more times louder and louder while trying to catch his breath.

"My apologies, it appears my hand slipped" I said as I walked around the chair behind him as he sobbed begging for me to spare him. I slid his blindfold down and griped the top of head turning his head to the left so he could see what I had made for him. His partner was dismembered into a large black garbage bag in the chair next to him.

"I even made you a warm place to go because even pigs need to be warm in hell" I said laughing as he screamed in horror. He lunged forward and the chair fell forward with him, and he hit his face on the concrete floor and all I could do was laugh at him. I was finally amused, I put together the perfect party and the guest were only rude and distasteful and now he is amusing me. I picked him up and sat him correctly while he bled from his nose and mouth.