Page 39 of Mayfly

Use his knife.

Cut me.

Carve KILL ME TOO on my chest so we match forever.

Punch me, choke me, bring me to the verge of death over and over until he’s had his fill of using me.

Knock. Knock.“Room service.”

My eyes shoot towards the door, then back to Curren.

“You gonna get that?”

He can’t be serious.

“Answer the fucking door!” The sole of his foot jabs at my shoulder and I tumble to the floor.

“Curren, I’m not—“

I’m cut off by the way his eyes dart towards the desk. To where my gun is.

I go to move, but as soon as I look towards my Glock, he stands, and I freeze.

He’s like a goddamn monster, towering over me. Graffitied like the side of a building. Naked, with gloved hands and a hard dick.

Without looking away from me, he walks to the desk and picks up the pistol. I see him run his finger over the Glock's barrel indicator like he's done it a thousand times before. Then he points it straight at me.

"You wanna be scared. I'll show you fucking scared." He’s calm and menacing. “Answer the door, Jude.”

I stare down the barrel of my own gun, at his finger on the trigger, and how steady it is in his hand.

I stand, and face him.

He jerks his chin towards the door. “Turn around.”

Once I’m facing away from him, I hear his footsteps against the rug until he’s pressing the gun into my back. “Walk.”

“Room service,” the voice calls again, and Curren jabs the pistol deeper.

“Tell her you’re coming.”

I comply.

“Now crack the door, tell her you’ve been in the shower, and you want her to bring it in.”

Reaching for the chain, it shakes in my hand as I unlatch the door and turn the handle. Opening it just enough to poke my head out, I hide behind it as Curren shifts to my side.

I plaster on a smile.

“Good evening.” I check her name badge. “Reagan. I’ve just gotten out of the shower and I’m not decent yet. Would you mind waiting a minute before bringing it in?”

“Ah, sure. No worries. I’m sorry to have interrupted you.”

“It’s not a problem at all. I just need to go… finish up.”

“Of course, sir.” She nods and takes a step back.

“What have you got to finish up, Jude?”

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