Page 12 of Sinister Valentine

“You’re not supposed to be the one killing for me. That’s supposed to be my job.” He confesses, and now it’s my turn to laugh.

“You wanted me to be yours, so I staked my claim. She shouldn't have hit me in the head with a rock. She got what she deserved. These bitches better back up, or your friends aren’t going to have pussy to sink their little cocks into because I will slay every last fucking bitch that touches you.” I spit and he growls.

“That made my dick so fucking hard. God damn, Short Stack.” He laughs as we come to the bench I was sitting on earlier. Placing me down, he sits next to me, sighing deeply.

“You know we can’t tell anyone about tonight, right?” He says with a look of concern written all over his face.

“Oh, I know.” I sigh, placing my hand into his. Our eyes collide and my body lights on fire as that pull takes me under. “Where do we go from here?” I ask, and his eyes light up with mischief as we hear the sound of a horn blow in the near distance.

“How fast can you run, baby? And you better not let anyone catch you or there will be a massacre to clean up.” He warns as the sounds of giggling girls get closer. My heart rate flutters in my chest as he stands, reaching into his back pocket, pulling out a glow stick necklace. He cracks it and it glows red. Placing it over my head it falls against my chest as the anticipation excites me to the core. He takes a few steps back as he licks his lips.

“Run, Little Liar. Run!”

Bleed With Me

Hayes

Standing back against the gravestone, I watch Liv disappear into the fog. Footsteps approach from behind and I turn my head.

“Yo man, you seen Ezran?” Parker asks and I shake my head.

“I haven’t seen anyone since the game. Listen man. I’m sorry for fucking up tonight.” I say but he shakes his head.

“It’s fine, Hayes. We all have our bad days. Just don’t make it a habit. Fuck the girl out of your head.” He laughs.

“Oh, I plan on it, for days! Have fun catching Syd. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” I laugh, taking off into the fog, passing an array of colors. Keeping my eyes peeled for red, I try not to trip over the headstones as I continue to hunt for my girl.

“Come out, Little Liar. It’s time to be claimed.” I taunt as a faint giggle hits my ears to the right. I turn, changing directions as a faint glow of red is seen in the distance. The fog is really thick tonight, making it harder to see. The cold wind whipsaround me, sending a faint scent of flowery notes through the air.I’m getting closer to her.

“You know you want me to wreck that sweet cunt, baby.” I rasp.

“You have to catch me first.” She whispers from behind me. I spin, her dark hair blowing in the wind as she runs back towards the front of the cemetery.

“Beg for it, Little Liar.” I command as a soft whimper is heard in the distance.

“You have to be quicker than that, Hayes. Come get me. Wreck me. Break me. And most of all, make me beg harder.” She taunts, my dick stiffens in my sweats as I slow my pace, knowing I’m getting closer.

“I want you to bleed with me. Will you do that for me, baby?” I whisper, seeing the glow stick before it’s dipping down behind the angel statue. She doesn’t answer but I can hear her soft pants which only makes me want to turn them into screams for me. Slowly, I make it around the statue, “Gotcha.” I say, but she isn’t there. Looking around, I hear her laughing as she walks through the gate.

“Maybe next time,” she says as she takes off through the maze.Let’s see how far she gets.Picking up my pace, I exit the same way she did and jog down the cobble path, headinginto the maze after her.Knowing this place like the back of my hand gives me the advantage.Turning right, then left, I see her hair whip around the hedge, knowing that she’s turning the wrong way.Oh, little doe, lost in the woods with nowhere to go.I make a right and just like that, she slams into me. Gripping her hips, I steady her as she screams.

“Look what we have here. A scared Little Liar.” I laugh as I bend down slightly, picking her up by the backs of her thighs and pushing her into the hedges.

“Now you’re mine.” I growl as she leans down, licking my lips.

“Take me to your dorm and show me.” She taunts as I slide my hands over her ass, giving it a squeeze before placing her back down onto her feet.

“Let’s go.” I order, taking her hand in mine, leading us out of the maze and through the deserted school.

“This place is so fucking creepy at night.” She states, walking closer to me. If she only knew the history of this place she’d probably want to run, but then again, I’ve severely underestimated her.

“Do you like ghost stories?” I ask, looking down at her and she smirks.

“I do. I just don’t want to live in a haunted house.” She says and I laugh.

“I hate to burst your bubble but it's too late.” I say and her eyes widen.

“Well don’t fucking tell me. I’ll never sleep again.” She says, smacking me in the chest. I laugh as we approach my dorm room. Taking my wrought iron key from my pocket, I slide it into the hole and unlock the door, removing the key and swinging it open for her.

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