Consume Me

Doll

( a murder from Jason the toymaker to the reader, it seems a little like a "love" story but any implies of kindess it meant as a child's soul wanting to play, just wanted to be clear)

'Stab gush Stab a scream Stab'
     it repeats over and over but sometimes it's different, sometimes it's a sawing motion or maybe a chop or even a break with tools and pouring hot wax.
    " Hehehe" he chuckles seeing me in a broken and bloody state. " Oh my pretty little doll we'll have so much fun together now!"
    For hours, he was molding me into whatever he wanted me to look like. My body went numb from the breaking pain but I wasn't to die. He wouldn't allow it. He wouldn't let his doll die especially not before playtime.
    " There now my beautiful doll all done, all better! Hehehe now we'll play forever!" He cheered like a child. It didn't matter anymore, I was nothing but his doll now. At least we'll be playing games so I won't be so bored maybe.
     He took me out the workshop and into a room of toys and games. He was beeming and I smiled. Maybe being his doll wouldn't be so bad.

Yea it's not much but eh i kinda like it. I was in my feelings and felt like writing and a idea for this came to mind so i started writing. It seemed better in my head though but still.

~Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed
                 More will come soon~