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Threats didn't work on me if she wanted to croak, let her, I was tired.

If I'd known... I'd never...

No, she belongs to me, I'm crazy about her.

But she must understand that I decide, and that everything happens as I wish.

- Die then.

I was bluffing.

Although.

I was having doubts.

Her eyes were losing their sparkle.

It wasn't the answer she'd expected, had I been too blunt?

No...

I must never regret anything.

Punishments are deserved, Mother always says.

She didn't respect my personal space, everything was going fine, why did you have to ruin it like that?

The ring was in my pocket and my fingers were playing with it.

I wanted to forgive her, but I still felt this resentment.

I wasn't ready.

I'd made that clear.

But she had to insult me, why does she insist on everything.

I'm in control, and no one else should be.

Suffering would be the consolation prize for any disobedience.

I'd lost control with her, no, I'd left it to her, but she was too greedy.

I should break this chain she was trying to put on me.

I was free.

Free to do whatever I please. I didn't depend on anyone.

So much of her.

It's blinding me, I can't think straight right now.

It was as if someone was pressing down on my chest to hold me down.

She was afraid of me.

How could my love reach her if she feared me?

I had to control her, that was the solution.

Deprived of all free will.

Aris, my madness will kill you, but maybe before that, you'll turn back into a docile little puppy.

I want you close to me.

Don't walk away from me.

No, it's me who's pushing you away.

My mother is the unapproachable subject.

She had to die, no matter if it was by my hand or someone else's. Slash her face, so that she'd die.

Tear her face, so that it doesn't come back to haunt me.

But I should have cut her vocal cords too. To stop hearing her voice whispering in my ear.

I couldn't sleep, and when I wanted to, frightful nightmares woke me up.

Aris, I'm afraid.

I can't be saved.

Accept me, just as I am.

- Love, you're one of a kind, I want to love who you are.

My eyes open wide.

She was reading my mind, no, impossible.

My mind is a cyclone ravaging everything.

He turns around me, preventing me from seeing.

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