I Miss The Real You (Septiplier)

Sass

Jack's POV:

"I'm not a toy." I growled at him.

When I looked at the images dancing in my head, something clicked. I was done with being played with.

"No, you're dead. You're a waste of air."

"Hey!" Mark yelled at us.

"Look who's talking." I spat at him.

He narrowed his eyes and raised the knife. "Do it. But just know, you won't have a play toy anymore."

His hand lowered. "Remember, YOU'RE the one tied up." He ran the knife across my knuckles and split them open.

"Bite me."

"Jack what are you doing?!" Mark called at me. There was obvious anger in his voice.

"He gonna fucking kill me Mark. Might as well go out in style."

"Oh that's nice." Yami muttered as he turned toward me again. "I gotta say, I must know what Mark sees in you."

He leaned toward me and before I could say anything, his lips met mine. Somehow he got me to tilt my head. His tongue forced it's way in. He moaned a little and pulled back suddenly.

"Not gonna lie, you taste good." He ran his fingers through my hair.

I jerked my head to one side and saw Mark staring in awe. His eyes were wide. I sent him a silent message that send I was done. That I wanted to go home. He nodded.

"I wonder what else I could do to you..." He made his way onto my lap.

"I swear to fucking God if you pull my dick out." I growled at him.

He laughed a little. "I'd never." He leaned down to my neck and licked it up to my ear. I shivered in disgust.

"I thought you were gonna kill me because I was with Mark. And now you're kissing me?"

"Oh," He said in between kisses. "I'm still gonna kill you. Just not right now. You taste too good."

"So I've been told." I glanced at Mark.

Yami shifted his weight and I screamed in pain. He was leaning too far on my stab wound. He grinned. His hand moved up to my shoulder and he rubbed that stab wound. I bit my lip to keep from screaming again. He went from rubbing it to scratching. Fuck, he was just making it worse. He dug a finger into it and I gasped. A sob built up in my throat. I looked at Mark.

"HEY!" He finally called. "I thought you wanted me?"

Yami turned and Mark licked his lips. Yami practically jumped off of me and I screamed again. I looked down at my leg that was gushing blood even faster. I felt the blood from my shoulder drip down my bare stomach. I shook in pain again. I looked up in time to see Yami yank Mark's hair and snarl at him.