Ninety Two

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*suspicious evil author laughter*

Y'all are either gonna hate or love me after this chapter



TRIGGER WARNING : blood, slapping/hitting, #glitchbitch, sexual assault (physical), abusive relationship

Corruption POV
Finally, Remus has left Evan's house. God it's like he lives there or something now. I have a schedule to keep and Remus refusing to leave Evan's side doesn't help.

I glanced over to Virgil who was sat on the ground next to me. He was shaking and pressing his hands against the wound on his stomach.

I may have gotten a little carried away when he made me angry. He was being a idiot, dropping the dinner plates and shattering them. He asked for that beating by disrespecting my house like that.

As punishment, I slit open his stomach. But I can't help him. Sure, I can shock someone alive. But I am here to destroy, not heal.

"Master..." Virgil whispered, his voice extremely pained.

"Sh-Shut up," I hissed at him, raising a hand as if I was going to slap him. Virgil flinched and instantly backed down.

That just proves another reason as to why I need a new Pet. Virgil just doesn't satisfy me anymore. He's too traumatized and submissive now. It isn't any fun anymore. However...Innocence definitely would be a fun change in pace for me.

As they say; out with the old and in with the new.

I grabbed the back of Virgil's hood and roughly dragged him behind me towards Evan's house.

I didn't bother knocking. I barged right into the house, glitching myself and Virgil past the lock.

Evan jumped, his fingers hitting the wrong notes on the piano he was playing. He opened his mouth to scream, but I rushed forward to slam my hand over his mouth.

I shoved him backwards, watching his eyes widen in pain as the piano keys dug into his back. He was shaking and I could feel his pulse beating incredibly fast.

I started smirking and placed my other hand on his hip. I leaned over and buried my nose in his hair. I took a deep breath. He smelled heavenly, like vanilla and cookie dough.

Evan started twitching. Shit, he's going to seize. I can't have that just yet.

"W-Will you k-keep quiet if I l-let g-go?" I asked, whispering it in his ear. He shivered but nodded in agreement quickly.

I moved back, letting go of Evan.  I stood next to Virgil again, holding my hands behind my back. 

Evan looked at me with wide, fear filled eyes.  He slowly moved off the piano, never taking his eyes off me. 

"N-Now I'd l-like this to b-be a peace-peaceful agreement. I h-have a deal in w-willing to make,"  I purred with a smirk.  "If y-you upset me how-however, I m-might have t-to do th-this the m-more forceful w-way."

"What do you want from me?"  Evan squeaked, his voice high in fear.

"Y-You,"  I said lowly, trialing my eyes over his body.  Evan blushed a bright red.

"No."

"You th-think that's go-gonna stop m-me?"  I asked with a laugh.

"No." Answered Evan, softer this time.

"N-Now that's a g-good little P-Pet," I purred.

"Whats this deal?" Evan asked quietly, his voice unsteady.

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