"Do I?" (Trilogy to "Do You Trust Me?")

Chapter Fourteen: Flaying

First off, I wanna say that I'm sorry for the very, very long wait. I've lost motivation for everything. Literally. Hopefully this chapter makes up for it though.

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**WARNING** There will be extremely disturbing activities ahead at the beginning of the chapter.

**NOT EDITED**

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Anonymous POV

~3 Days~

Journal,

Fuck. That's all I can say. They're all catching on slowly. This is so fucking annoying. I knew I should've killed Jeff instead of Rose. Fuck. This is so confusing. Mom has been hollering at me for the last year. Trying to tell me to kill him too; but where would the fun be then? I like being hunted, I like being chased. I knew I should've framed that masked idiot as well. Now he's helping him. The only reason he hasn't told them yet is because he knows I'll kill him too. 

I have three days to complete the ceremony. Three days to transition. This isn't going to be easy. Fuck. What did you get yourself into T? What did you do?

I slam the journal shut and throw the old book at the wall, watching the old paint chip more than it already has. I stand up walk out of the room and over to the slaughter house, the smell of rotting flesh all around me. I crack my neck quickly before opening the small fridge down there, pulling out the cooler I store everything in. I toss it aimlessly on the counter, opening it after grabbing my flaying knife. Before I stick my hands into the metallic red substance inside, I put on my clear plastic apron, not wanting to mess up my clothes. 

I slowly sink my hands into the blood, my wrists coated in the substance as well. I feel around momentarily, grabbing what I wanted. I pull it up and look at it, smiling calmly when the blood starts dripping off of it. Lets see if this bitch's skin softened. I walk over to the sink carrying a brunette woman's head in my hands, the blood that falls and lands on my apron makes small splatting noises. 

I turn the hot water on and stick the head underneath, the blood running free from the flawless skin, the hair un-clotting as well. Once the face is clear of blood, I set the severed head on the counter top, the scissors hanging up not even three feet away shining bright. I grab them next and pile her hair up and cut it short so it doesn't get in my way. I was going to do this with my Rose, but it never happened. Jeff got in the way before I could finish what I started. 

I grab my knife from my pocket and lift it up to her temple, cutting into her skin carefully, cutting all around her face, around her lips, and under her chin. Once the edges of her skin are free, I grab my smallest flaying knife and start to move it underneath the folds, the skin loosening from the muscle and bones. A quiet moan leaves my mouth when the remaining blood drains from the face. 

Once I have her facial skin completely peeled off, I lift her head in my hands with her remaining hair, her beautiful blue eyes never shutting. Not being able to contain myself anymore, I slam my lips onto her dead ones, sucking and pulling harshly on the bottom one, my hand traveling behind my apron and down to my pants, massaging my hard dick. I keep kneading myself, forcefully opening the woman's mouth with my own, taking her tongue into my mouth and sucking, my body racking itself for an orgasm. 

I rip my apron off of me, finally pulling her face away from mine, my lips sore. I trail my finger down her cheek while speaking, "I'm not done yet baby. Just wait."

I hastily unbutton my pants, pulling them down harshly, my dick flying out as I look down at it, grabbing her head and lowering it down. I force her mouth open with my hand, her tongue coming on its own. I position myself correctly, slamming into her tiny mouth, face fucking her. I feel my cock start to go down her throat, my moans bouncing off of the walls. 

"Fuck, you're so good baby." I moan, my climax approaching the faster I move her head. Finally reaching my climax, I come into her mouth, the thick white substance dripping out of the severed end. 

"And now baby, it's time for a transplant."

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This chapter is shorter than others but that's just because I wanted to show just how disgusting and twisted Rose's killer really is. There'll be more chapters with her killer coming. Sorry if I traumatized anyone. If you want more sexually explicit scenes let me know in the comments!

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