ticcimask; bae-shots

nine - alone (2)

I'm a monster.

I didn't knew what I was doing.

Believe me, it wasn't me.

I didn't made this atrocity!

His soft beautiful skin is covered with colorful bruises. Bruises that didn't came from me.

The thing that did this to him wasn't me. He... he is just a part of my mind.

Toby, wake up, darling.

I shooke my lover furiously.
I know you are sleeping. You are just acting. Come on, Toby. You're playing. Right?

"Tim!"

Brian came rushing to me, but stopped abruptly and his jaw dropped.

"What did you do?" Brian's green eyes expressed fear, shock, sadness. But why? Toby is just acting! He should be enjoying the joke. Why isn't he?

"Brian! Come help me wake Toby up." I cupped Toby's pale face in my hands and caressed his kissable bluish lips. Is the weather that cold? I shrugged to myself.

"Tim." Brian took a step back.

"What?"

"Why did you do this?!" I turned to him with a smile.

"Don't worry Brian! He is just faking everything! Haha you fell in the joke too?"

I glanced at my fiance and noticed he was smiling back at me with that perfect smile of his. Those bright hazel eyes shined in my direction. "You are awake! See, Brian? He was faking everything."

The green eyed looked horrified at his friend. Only to land his eyes in the dead body and bruised neck.

"What have you done?" He whispered.