Prologue:
I thought death would be worse. More gruesome, vicious maybe. Not that it wasn't. It was actually very, very lonely. For a while at least. My "death" was my first ever memory.
August 2, 2009, 7:14 am. I had just turned 12 and we were driv...
"What do you mean?" I asked him and glared suspiciously.
"Well, even if you don't want to change right now, you'll have to anyway. Even if it's just a bit." Jordan raised his eyebrow and looked away slyly.
Jordan was really testing me. He looked so attractive. It takes all my will to not just stand up and fuck him in front of everyone here. "No." I said satisfied. "I have any and every possible power, so, if I really wanted to, I could change right now."
"See Lilly," father started. "We know. But the thing is...you dont have every power. The one power you don't have is your weakness in life. In your case, it was your insecurity about your looks." I looked down, embarrassed and ashamed for some reason. "That's why Jordan is going to do "surgery" on you. Once he makes a few changes, you can change as you wish as well."
"Oh, I guess that makes sense." I mumbled, still slightly intimidated and seduced by Jordan.
"Can I at least eat before we do this?" He said in a deep voice while looking deep into my eyes. I was almost certain he felt the same way.
"Sure." Dad snapped once again and food reappeared. Jordan and him dug in. I was bored so I just went to the bathroom for a bit. The light was too bright, so I turned it off, put my earbuds in and got lost in the music. Music was always my escape. To everything. My parents fighting, bullies, sadness, you name it. I closed my eyes and rested my head back on the wall. After what seemed like only a few minutes, Jordan came in the bathroom and turned the lights on while seductively smiling.
"Oh no! Mister, you're in the girls bathroom!" I sarcastically remarked while I unbuttoned his first button on his shirt. It was clear in his face that he wanted me too. "Shhh, not right now, people would hear."
I bit my lip and said "...I don't care..."
He laughed a bit. "Later babygirl. I promise." He winked.
We walked out of the bathroom to see Satan standing, ready to leave. As we exited, our waiter enthusiastically waved bye. Dad casually waved back as we walked away from the building. When we got far enough, I pulled out the small paper with the address on it. I focused and boom, we were there. It looked very...very...actually very bad. It was an empty room except for the dingy lamp in the corner and a bed-type thing, which was pretty rusty.
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I slowly stepped inside, cautious. I layed down on the bed as Jordan walked over. "So, what do you want to change?" He asked.
"I don't know, what can I change?"
"Well, it doesn't have to be a huge change necessarily, but obvious enough that people would notice."
I thought for a bit. "Make my eyes purple and make my skin tone slightly darker. Is that enough?"
"Yes." He smiled.
It was quiet. Eventually, Jordan sighed and stepped to the side of me. He put the chains on my wrists, ankles, waist, and neck. He grabbed something, but I couldn't see it clearly. I saw him mouth the words I'm sorry then I felt a sudden pain on my head, then darkness came. It was kinda peaceful.
JORDAN'S P.O.V
I hit Lilly over the head with the bat. I felt so bad about hurting her, thinking she might take it the wrong way. I know she got bullied a lot for her looks, but her soul is absolutely beautiful, gorgeous, perfect. I cant wait to see how she'll look after this. I didn't need to do much, but it would take me longer because I will make sure to be being extra careful. I know I can't hurt her, but I'm to scared that I might. Just breathe Jordan. As I started the "surgery" I whispered too quietly so no one could hear....
