Stolen looks

Irene

Irene
~a few days later~
I need a way to make her truly mine. I need to mark her, she's mine, only mine to hurt, only mine to kiss, to love. She meets me with a kiss today. Today was a shit day. Everyone is constantly asking me about Wendy, I wanna slap all of them. When she pulls away, I slap her. She pulls her hand to her cheek. She walks back to her chair. I light a cigarette. I tell her I'll have to clean her up, she can't be covered in her own blood. We sit in the shower together I scrub her off and wash her clothes. When the shower is done, she gets dressed and makes her way back to the chair.
       "Why'd you slap me Irene?" I wave my hand.
       "Why not." She laughs at this.
       "To believe I kissed you. You're such a bitch." I look into her eyes. I place my cigarette over her lips.
        "You don't talk to me like that." As I pull the cigarette away, I'm struck with and idea. "Pull your hair up Wendy." She does as she's told. I find her gag on the floor. "Bite this." She places it hesitantly in her mouth. I the push the lit part of my cigarette into the back of her neck, near where her shoulder starts. She yells in pain but then bites down on the gag.
When I lift up the cigarette, I blow the ash away and admire. One small circular brand, most would think it was discoloration, until you look closer. I kiss it, the brand was still hot on my lips.

an- swiggity swa again bros, ik this is early but we got 100 reads!! 💯 it was a great surprise to wake up to so thanks you all! So this is in celebration of those reads! I will be uploading again tomorrow so look forward to it! have a great day or night~idk where y'all live~ love you guys 💙💙🌟✨