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𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐦'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

I wait at the hotel room for her to come. I adjust my mask and sunglasses and continue looking out the window.

I'm torturing her almost everyday. I am fuming for revenge and since I haven't found the right time to finally finish her off, I decided to torture her to calm my needs down for atleast a bit.

Now you might be thinking... Why is she coming here everyday even though she is being tortured? And why isn't she reporting it to the police? Well, because I threatened her. I told her I have her private pics aka nudes which I took. Its a lie by the way, but it worked! So yeah, as the daughter of a famous judge and a popular kid herself, she didn't wanna lose her reputation and sell her body.

The similar black car pulls up infront of the hotel and I smirk, ready to live my fantasy. Once again, I adjust the mask and sunglasses. I check the water temperature in the bathtub and I could barely put my finger in, its so hot. But oh well, Ploy's gonna have to get her full body in there.

There was a knock on the door and I skip off to open it. Only to see Ploy, her lips bruised from previous afternoons and her hair in a messy ponytail. Me, being the perfect and considerate friend I am, I always asked her where she got her bruises but she would lie to my face. Obviously. That's another way I got to know that she won't tell anyone.

"Come in" I say and she looks me in the eye, her eyes already glistening with tears.

She takes a step in and.....my torture begins.

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Halloween night. The perfect day to execute the plan. There is going to be a festival at my school and once everyone leaves, I start and end my revenge.

Currently, we were with all of our friends, gossiping while sipping on some champagne that Max bought.

Trying to be as reticent as possible, I text her from another account, telling her to stay after her friends and all the people leaves.

She reads the text and her eyes turn from amusement to pure horror. It was such a sight as I watched her stumble upon typing and when the only reply I get after this long time is...okay.

"Ploy, is everything okay?" I ask like the good old friend I am. This turns everyone's attention to Ploy.

Her eyes flicker with fear for a split second before it disappears. She smiles weakly, "Yeah..Everything's alright"

An arm wraps around Ploy's waist and it was AJ, the unlucky boyfriend. Why unlucky? Because this is the last time he's ever getting to hold her.

Her face stretches in a sad smile. She knows it too. That one day she's gonna die at the hand of the very person who tortures her. But what she doesn't know is that, its also the very person she is super close with.

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The party ended. And the only people remaining were me and Ploy. The school is about to shut down so I have to get her out of here as soon as possible.

I see her. In an empty classroom. I told her to stay there. She looked nervous and scared, fidgeting with her fingers, looking here and there knowing that the real halloween is just getting started.

I enter the classroom and her eyes find mine. I smirk beneath the mask. Slowly, I tug at my mask. If she gets away after I show my face, Im done. So this is dangerous.

Finally, the mask slips off and her eyes widen in horror as she looks into my eyes. The fidgeting of her fingers suddenly stops and she stills. As if she has seen a ghost. She has. And it's me. Im a ghost.

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