I'm In Love With a Killer ~ Sonadow

Chapter 8 |A Smiling Face is a Beautiful Face| Part 2

"Would you like it to be your eyes or a pretty little smile?"

|Sonic's.POV|

I flicked my head away from his hand and looked down covering my face with my hand that he wasn't grasping onto. "Shadow if you're gonna kill me just do it already!" I shouted.

He rolled his eyes and let go of my wrist with a little smirk on his face. I heard him chuckle and laugh to himself. Was he seriously laughing at my pain and suffering? Did he just treat this like it was a sick twisted game?

His smile grew widely "I'd love to cuddle with your corpse until you rot from the inside out. I mean if I did that then I wouldn't have to hear or see you cry again. You would sit still like a good boy with an expressionless face and never run away because you're DEAD!!!" he laughed in my face.

I felt like my heart just sank into my stomach considering that he's done so much awful stuff that I don't doubt that he's considering keeping my corpse with him as a treasure or something.

It took so much to hold back my tears and not cry in front of him, I didn't want my eyes to be removed or even closed forever. But a frown was still on my face which I think is how he made the decision. I felt him grab my wrist again and drag me to the bathroom.

It was like all I saw was red because when we got to the bathroom he threw me hard into the room causing my head to hit the corner of the counter instantly knocking me out. But that's all I could remember from that moment because after that everything went blank.

|Shadow's.POV|

I was going to make him look beautiful and happy like he always does when I see him at school or anywhere else. Now I'm going to see him happy everywhere we go. I grabbed the thread and needle and went to work making him a pretty smile.

I spent a little over an hour trying to make him look as perfect as I could, even though other than the crying he was already perfect in my eyes. It felt even better when I felt his blood dripping down my fingers...it was so warm and a dark pretty shade of red. He looked so beautiful that during the procedure I kissed him a couple of times tasting the blood that dripped out of his mouth. With every stitch I made with the needle, more blood came oozing out of his mouth. I had to hold him up a few times so he wouldn't choke on his blood. Soon my shirt was covered with my lover's blood and I had to drag him to the shower where all his blood went pouring down the drain. At this point, I was soaked in blood and almost done with his new smile. His eyes started twitching which didn't bother me at all I thought it was cute. I put my hand over his twitching eyes to stop him "Shh if you open your eyes then it won't be a surprise anymore." I said to him only getting no response back considering he was still sleeping. I kept on stitching until finally I was done with his smile and tied a small knot on both sides of his smile to keep it secure.

So sweet...so pure and innocent....such a delicate creature. He looked much happier now...no more sad faces. I cut the remaining piece of thread off that I knew I wouldn't need to use anymore. His mouth could still open and talk but now he just has an extended smile on his face.

The new smile on his face gave me a smile on my face as I cleaned off the dried-up blood on his face and the little bit still dripping from his new smile. I turned on the shower to wash away the remaining blood, while at the same time, I changed my lover's clothing to something I just had in my closet. Finally, when he was perfect I took him back to my room and laid him down on the bed and I brought him a little ice pack for the head injury that I left him with in the bathroom. But it was okay because now there was a new smile on his face....along with a little red mark on his head from the bathroom injury.

I swear I could stare at his face for hours and that's just what I did. For the rest of the night I sat by the nightstand and watched him sleep peacefully with no more crying.

Only hours later when the sun started to rise I decided to make him a little something to calm his nerves when he woke up.

|Sonic's.POV|

It felt like just darkness for a while but I started dreaming about how great my life was before I came to this hell of a house. If only I could take it back or at least just live one minute of my old life again I could have some sort of hope again. Well, it wouldn't help considering that's what happened next...nothing would be able to make me feel sane or comforted...or even normal again.

I woke up with my eyes opening wide and not even half a second later I felt the most gut-wrenching....traumatizing.... pain. I screamed so loud and so hard when I realized that my face had a long extended stitched-on smile. When I screamed I could feel the stitches restricting my mouth from screaming. But that restricted feeling only lasted a small second because when I screamed with my mouth so wide open I snapped something causing the stitches and strings to get loose and release a mouthful of my blood that I coughed up on the bed.

And soon I heard the monster himself walk into the room.

"Aww, you don't like your new face?"

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