A love story which comes from the darkest place where people are afraid to go and if they go they won't come. Personalities are dangerous things which change in the mean time for a person.
- you think you can change me doctor.
- yes I can
- that's...
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Jungkook POV ---------
Satisfaction.
I just felt satisfied. The way he was screaming while I was taking his blood out from his body with the help of the syringe.
It gave me nothing but satisfaction.
To be honest, the blood bag still works well. That's a good sign to me.
My doll was sitting beside us, a little bit far. Her back was pressed against the wall. Little whimpers were coming out from her mouth.
I need to fix her too after this shit ends.
As soon as the guard came here with the blood bag and syringe, I smirked.
Play time, of course.
It was fun when I punched him once more before pushing the syringe inside his left leg first to pull the blood out.
He was screaming but nah no one came for his help.
Everyone was dancing crazily in the party hall. The music was busting and it's still ongoing.
"You should be thankful to me that you are enjoying the last times of your life. I didn't kill you at once."
I smirked as I pulled the syringe out before again pushing it inside his chest.
He screamed but it wasn't that loud cause he was already hoarse.
"I guess you don't know but I'm a man written by blood." I whispered before sucking his blood out again from his body to the blood bag.
"But you don't worry at all. I'll put your body under the grave after you die. You know, I'm a very peaceful and kind man." I smirked.
"Y-you a-are a monster." The man on the floor somehow spoke while stuttering. I chuckled darkly.
"Yes, I'm a monster. You are damn right. To be honest I'm not damn interested to know who the fuck you are so I'll just put your filthy body under the ground." I laughed lowly before I pushed the syringe more.
His body was becoming all weak. It was looking horrible.
But did I get scared? Of course not. I'm used to it.
But yeah someone got scared and that is none other than my doll, my precious doctor.
