Desire

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"Look at you. So alone, so pathetic," he kissed where he broke skin and I hissed in pain,"so innocent."

"H-Harry," it came out more like a sob instead of pleading.

He yanked on my hair again,"shut up."

That was it before he pressed down hard on my forearm with the knife and made a small gash. I screamed out as the blood ran down my arm.

My blood.

My own blood leaving my body.

My screams got louder and all I could hear was his deep and evil laughter in the background.

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