-Rose's P.O.V-
Fifteen minutes of searing pain had finally passed, I finally heard the buzzing of the pen turn off and I sighed in relief. I looked down to my leg to see a dagger with the letters P.o.M tattooed on the inside of my leg. *what does it mean.
The artist put on the clear wrapping over the fresh wound of the tattoo and carefully pulled my pant leg over it. As I sat up Maze helped me walk back to the counter and paid the artist and slid a small bag of what I'm guessing was marijuana.
When we got home I was sat down in the living room until Maze came back with an ice package to put on the tattoo. An erie silence filled the room.
"What does it mean" I broke the silence.
"The dagger stands for my love of knives, and I used to collect them - I never really knew why - they just gravitated to my curiosity. Much later, I invested some time in understanding why blades appealed to me. It's their cleanliness, the shine, their ability to carve through metaphorical crap. So utilitarian, yet so beautiful and elegant. A magnificent, multi-purpose tool - that, when well-crafted could also be a work of art. So you see, the knife, as with any tattoo - is most profound when I assign its own understanding to it." Maze explained ever so beautifully and satisfying. I've never heard him speak so elegantly.
"So then what does P.o.M stand for" I asked again.
"Property of Maze" David affirmed
"W-why" I stuttered
"Because you are" David angered
"No I'm not" I raised my voice
David's grew with rage and right as he was about to say something Maze blurted in.
"Why don't you come with me"
Maze picked me up and took me to his room.
I laid there on the bed staring at the ceiling. Maze crawled next to me pulling me into his chest and began to kiss on my neck.
"You should be happy I saved you" he whispered to me. "You shouldn't be pushing David like that either".
His lips trailed up my neck.
Before he could kiss me ounce more I interrupted "I'm not your property".
He angrily sighed and pushed my back onto the bed.
"You shouldn't disobey your master". I looked at him with confidence and pushed him off me. I got up to go to the bathroom but he pulled me back into his warm embrace continuously kissing the back of my neck. He held me tight in his arms giving me no escape. He turned me around and pushed me up against the wall. He forced me to kiss him as I fell into him. As the kisses became deeper... the more rough he became. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the bed.
I had never felt so much love and passion that night.
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A/N oooh what happened that night. Please rate. Comment what you like about the story.
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