"So what ya gonna do? White hair!" Duli giggled as she sat tied down in her seat. "I'm going to torture you till I get what I want." Cyrus growled in response. "Is it really want you want? Or is it just what that boss of yours has forced ya-" Duli started but was cut off by a punch to her face. "Oh damn," Duli said as she felt blood fall from her nose.
"Stronger then ya look! Ya look like a fucking twig!" She was having too much fun with this, which caused another blow to her face. She chuckled some as she looked up at the annoyed Cyrus. "Are you having fun yet?" He questioned as he grabbed a similar looking knife. "Actually, yes I am! Are you- Is that my knife? How the fuck did you get that?" She questioned as her eyes focused on her beloved blade.
"Yes it is, we found it in your bag," The white haired boy answered as he began to play with the knife in his hands.
"Did you find my drugs?"
"....Yes, There was surprisingly alot, very long aswell,"
"Well that's because I was in some dumb fucking tube and haven't had the chance to get high yet with all this dumb shit,"
"Oh is this all just dumb shit?" He questioned as a smirk grew onto his face. "Yes very much, your face is the dumbest out of all the sh-" Duli could feel her skin slice open by the sharp blade. "Bitch." Cyrus hissed as he pulled the knife away from Duli's face. "Oh, my poor lovely skin, try fucking harder to torture me fire boy," Duli smirked as she bleed out of the new cut in her face.
"You're gonna stop trying to be a joker and tell me what I want," Cyrus was started to get pissed. "Or what? Ya gonna cry? Like when ya got those horrible burns? Ya did a oopsy didn't ya? Wanna talk about your oopsy? Lil burned bo-"
"S H U T U P!"
The sharp pointed blade slammed down into the woman's skull. Stabbed her right in the forehead. A blank shook expression on her already dead face. Cryus let go of the knife, leaving it in the girls head. He backed up some and looked down at what he just done. "Shit...," He mumbled to himself, "Damnit I fucked up,".
He rubbed his forehead trying to think of what to do. He sighed as he walked back close to the body and went to yank the knife out of the girl's head. It took some work and strength but he ripped out the knife. "He's gonna fucking kill me, I got nothing out of her, I'm a fucking failure," He mumbled to himself leaving the room, leaving Duli's dead corpse.
