I'm Not Afraid

"Get the fuck off of me," I said struggling to get out of this nigga's strong ass grip.

"Admit that you're afraid of me," he said with a smirk plastered on his face.

"No," I shouted in his face, "why can't you just accept that I will never be scared, frightened, nor afraid of you!" I was glaring at him while he pressed the knife against my thigh, barely puncturing my skin.

"Last chance," he sang out with that smug look on his face.

"Fuck you!" I exclaimed while he put more force on the knife, fully puncturing my skin this time. I cried out in pain, squeezing my eyes shut as tears damped my cheeks. I latched onto his arm as I started feeling woozy.

"I gave you 3 chances, but you just won't cooperate," he whispered into my ear while he carved letters into my thigh. Thankfully, my thigh went numb so I couldn't feel the pain as he finished his 'masterpiece'. I looked down, confusion striking me hard, as I read what he carved into my skin.

'You're Mine'