❝ I hope you remembered my name, since you'll be screaming it later. ❞ Jk
❝ F*CK off ~ You'r just a pain in my ass. ❞ Tae
❝ If I'm a pain in your ass... We can just add more lubricant... yeah ( smirking) ❞ Jk
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A story where two childhood friend...
Fatima's hands trembled as she ripped open the last bit of tape. Her heart raced with an inexplicable sense of dread. As the box flaps fell open, her eyes widened in sheer horror, and her breath hitched in her throat.
Inside was something she wished she could unseen severed, bloodied dick, sitting atop a pool of crimson fabric. A small note, barely visible through the haze of her shock, was wedged between the mutilated flesh.
With shaking hands, she pulled out the note, its words sending a chilling wave of terror through her body.
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The room spun. Her breath quickened, and a scream clawed its way up her throat. She dropped the box, the severed flesh spilling onto the floor, staining the carpet. She knew. She knew exactly whose it was.
Her scream tore through the silence of the house, raw and animalistic. Fatima stumbled back, eyes wide in terror as she pressed herself against the wall, trying to make sense of it all.
"No, no, no, no..." she whimpered, voice breaking. Her mind raced, flashes of her past sins catching up with her. She knew this was a message, one she couldn't ignore.
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Her panic spiraled when she heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway. Taehyung. He was home.
Her body jolted into motion, frantically scooping the box back into her hands. She grabbed a bottle of fuel from under the kitchen sink, ran toward the back door, and hurried outside into the night. Her heart was pounding, her mind clouded by whiskey and fear.
She set the box down on the ground, dousing it in fuel with shaking hands. The smell of gasoline filled the air as she fumbled with a lighter. Just as the flames licked at the edges of the box, engulfing it in fire, a hand gripped her shoulder.
Fatima jumped, nearly screaming again, and turned around to find Taehyung standing behind her, his face full of concern. "What the hell are you doing?" he asked, his voice thick with confusion.
