Demons In Us

The tattoo

(lil bit of smut ^_^)

It's been two weeks after the hospital incident and Zack hasn't done anything yet.

'Maybe he loves you. Maybe he is changing' I think to myself

' you?? Haha your a fucking whale! Your useless slut'

I look down at my freshly made cuts as I sit down on my bed.

When I hear a light knock on the door I on instinct forcefully yank down my cardigan sleeves and planted a bitter sweet smile that almost burned.

"come in babe!" The pet name used quite lightly..

Zack enters the room looking some what tired. Like he hasn't slept in a good while. Bags underlining his eyes. His long body slumped over...

"Hi." He says simply. He sits next to me and started to play with my hair. I relax into his touch a little before he suddenly speaks up. "Have you ever thought of getting a tattoo? A small one though, nothing to extravagant." I open my mouth to speak but then I examine his array of art. "Yeah sure, I would like a small one"

He lightly grabs my wrist and I flinch and whimper in pain. He looks up at me in disbelief.

'Look what the fuck up did now! Ha. Ha. Ha. You can't do anything right can you? Now he knows. You threw it out of the window. Genius.' My thoughts roam on their own and I just stare into his eyes waiting for him to say something.

".... What..? What's wrong? What did I do?" He asks frantically.

"Nothing!you didn't do anything. Don't worry. I was just scared haha. It's stupid" the lies flow easily through my lips.

"But wh-" before he could finish I kiss his with as much passion as I could muster.

"Yes." I say into the kiss.

He stops and looks at me with question written on his face

"I am getting the tattoo baby" I say and kiss his lips with lust.

I run my tongue along his bottom lip and I earn his permission. We battle tongues and he wins. "Zack." I moan his name. "Shhh" he leans down and leads me to the bed. His body steamily pressed agianst mine. I could feel him growing against my thigh. So I reach down and slowly stroke him through his pants. "Shit Maria" he says..

Striping us both Zack takes all control aligning himself at my entrance he sides in rather roughly and my heart starts to beat in my ears and I'm on edge. "I'm gon'- gonna mmmm" I moan collapse and soon I feel him release all over me. I kiss him and rested for a couple minutes before falling asleep..

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- dream--

"MOMMY STOP!!" I screamed in pain as she smashed the bottle against my shoulder.

"You're a whore. The sluttiest girl I've ever seen. A failed abortion" and growled in my ear. And with that I was out cold. The last thing I saw was the door open and my father walking in.

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I awoke to the horrid sound of screaming. Then I realized it was me.. I turned to my side and the bed was empty. He left. Probably out clubbing.. I stood up wanting a bowl of cereal. I gracfully walked to the kitchen and scared half to death by a large body standing in the entrance way.

"Zack?" I said quietly.

"Yeah babe?" "Oh..nothing. I'm heading to bed." "Alright night love. I'll be there in a few." He says as he walks further into the kitchen. "Alright" I say and slump over and walk to bed. Laying there and thinking about that tattoo I'm getting soon.

It's 11pm why not get on now? YOLO right?