…ya know what? (Bleep) this. Tavia was done. She was done with cowering before someone she didn’t even know anymore. It’s time to recalibrate. Time to stand up for herself. She was going to tell him the truth. About it all. How she hated this, and she was not allowing him to do anything to her. She would fight back. Maybe then. THEN he’ll FINALLY SEE what he’s doing. |Orrr maybe he’ll kill me, but think positively here.| At that moment, he burst open the door. “Hello, Tavia!~” |Deep breath.| She didn’t smile at him. She didn’t acknowledge him. She just crossed her arms. |Let’s see how you do when I’m angry, you a(bleep).| P He groaned in disapproval. "Gee, why are you so mad, hm?" He walked over to her, sitting near the cell. "Tell me, i'm quite curious, if anything." Tavia scoffed, she didn't say sh[oop-] "[bleep] off, you..You KILLER." He let out a shaky breath. "Excuse me? What did you just call me?!" He was going to grab her neck,, and choke her,, but he stopped. You know, instead of killing her right away. Why not torture her instead? Make her slowly die, yk? Regret ever making that little decision? Sounds nice! ooohh jeez, he just LOVED the thought of just hearing her screams and shouts, it'll be better when he was the one making her do such things anyway! F She saw his expression, his grin spread. She knew something was gonna happen. …screw it. All or nothing. “You heard me. A killer. Look around, idiot. You’ve completely destroyed the Underground!” He looked as though he was about to speak, but she cut him off before he could. “And. Don’t give me any of that ‘changed for the better’ s(bleep-). So many innocent, kind monsters dead for no reason. What’s next? Blow up a building? Cause as much destruction as possible?” She spread her arms. “Really! I want to know!” P "Oh, do ya?" He laughed. "Well, instead of just telling you.." He summoned one s h a r p bone. "Why don't I show you while i'm at it, hm?" He tilted his head to the side, his hand that was holding the bone was shaking, HARD. His grin turned twisted. He was holding himself back from stabbing her in the brains. Instead, he stabbed her,, multiple times actually,, in the shoulder. Oo, ouch.. "HOW'S THAT FOR AN ANSWER?!" F She winced. She felt herself weakening, but… she had to stay strong. Stay angry. She held her shoulder… and started to laugh. “You’re just proving me right!! You’re an insane killer!!! What is wrong with you?!” She shook her head. “You’re horrible… what happened to you?!” P "Haha- what happened to me, WHAT HAPPENED? I DON'T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND-" He couldn't help but laugh. "YOU HAPPENED TO ME! YOU MADE ME THIS WAY!" "ALL YOUR, YOUR, Y O U R FAULT!" "IF YOU WERE NEVER IN MY LIFE THINGS COULD HAVE BEEN BETTER-" "BUT YOU JUST HAD TO STEP IN," He stabber her, missing her shoulder and almost stabbing her head. "And you just had to be so GOD DAMN PERFECT." "BUT NOW? NOW?! YOU'RE A DISGUSTING-" Stab. "USELESS!" Stab. "UNGRATFUL!" STAB. "PEICE OF SH[OOP-]!" "CAN'T YOU JUST UNDERSTAND MY LOVE FOR YOU?!" He sighed. "SEE?! AFTER EVEYRTHING I SAID AND DONE-" He panted, sweat was rolling down his skull. "I STILL LOVE- LOVE YOU!" His highlights became a bright red, the heart shape became more pointy. She knew she was about to get something worser than death. F She braced herself for horrible pain. …but not before she yelled at him again. “I DID NOTHING. WRONG. YOU’RE THE ONE WHO’S STABBING ME REPEATEDLY!! YOU’RE THE ONE WHO BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF!!” She knew this was a death wish. But… She had to do something. Get this off her chest. Finally tell the truth. P "I didn't say you did anything WRONG. It was just your whole existence dear, nothing was wrong with it. But I just couldn't help it. If you weren't here, the feeling wouldn't be there. THAT'S HOW IT WAS YOUR FAULT!" He grabbed her hair and slammed her onto the wood floor, multiple times. He said some..things about her. Both good and bad, but in the context of being a yandere?? Bad. F She yelled some, uh… choice words at him. “I CAN’T DO ANY-(bleeping)-THING ABOUT EXISTING!!! HOW THE (more bleep-) AM I SUPPOSED TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT THAT?! IT’S NOT MY FAULT. IT’S YOURS FOR ACTING THIS WAY!!” She tried to get out of his grip, but… he was way too strong. |…I’m-| Don’t finish that thought. … |…I’m scared.| P He saw that look in her eyes, that fear. So suddenly, he didn't want to dust her right then and there in the moment, nah. He wanted to hear her scream out of fear, WITHOUT having to hurt her. Because I mean, gotta at least keep her alive for a couple days- Right?? And so he did. He held her, tighter. Laughing away with not a care in the world..or well, universe(s). |Go on, scream. Do it. She better.| |Or if there's no choice, i'll make her.| F She saw it. The laugh, the look in his eyelights, the way he tightened his grip… He wanted something from her. |Yeah, no. The most he’s getting is a- A kick.| …why hadn’t she done it before? (Cont)
It wasn’t like he was holding her legs down. No, no. He doesn’t deserve anything more than a good, solid KICK. She kicked him. Hard. |…I’mgonnadieimgonnadieimgonnadie-|
