Page 31 of Lunatic
“Bianca, listen to me. I’m sorry, okay? You don’t know the man you’re teaming up with. He’s vile and dangerous. Do you actually trust him? What happens next?”
Dr. Martin glances between Heather and I, before shaking his head with disgust.
“He’s going to skin you both alive. Raven Bonetti is a killer. It’s all he knows, and as long as he’s alive, everyone is in danger. You are an inclusion, not an exception.”
I glance at Raven and he shakes his head, but he doesn’t completely deny what was said.
“I am a killer, Bianca. I’m not a good man, but I’d never do that to you. There is no circumstance where I could bring myself to remove that beautiful skin from your body.”
Heather comes over to me and speaks low.
“You can’t deal with all the monsters at once. Take one at a time.”
I nod and climb onto the bed between his legs, lifting his limp dick.
“Why are you doing this to me?” He screams, and I laugh, because surely he must know the answer to his stupid question, but I’ll give him an answer anyway.
“You starved me. Isolated me, so that my only contact in the world was a cockroach. You raped me, repeatedly. Made me eat a human heart. The only good thing here was the chocolate pudding, and you ruined that too. It’s time to pay the price for your crimes, doctor. As bad as this will hurt, just know, it’s only going to get worse.”
I do exactly as Raven said, and drag the scalpel into his skin, moving it in a circle around his length.
Raven warns, “Careful not to cut too deep, or you’ll remove more than skin.”
Blood begins to coat my hands, as I wiggle the scalpel under his flesh. It’s gross, but somehow his screams of pure anguish keep me going. Maybe I’m not as weak as I thought I was. At this moment I feelstrong. Powerful enough to torture my abuser the way he deserves.
As I pull the skin up, it stays attached to the head, so I take the scalpel and cut it off, until the skin of his dick is sitting in my palm. I glance up at his face; it’s red, and drenched with tears I hadn’t noticed. I was far too captivated by what I was doing to realize he wasn’t only screaming, butcrying. Vengeance is beautiful. I deserve this. I never got the chance to hurt Sullivan the way he did to me, but this time I get to dish out my revenge. Maybe Raven is a monster. I’ll probably end up running from him to save myself, but I will always be grateful that he gave me this.
Smiling at Alexsander, I say, “I hope you’re hungry.”
His response isn’t directed at me, but at Raven.
“Take your fucking scalpel from your Lunatic, and cut my throat.”
Raven stares at me with something that resembles pride.
“You broke him, baby. He’s ready to die, but this is your game. Only you can decide when it’s over.”
I get off the bed and walk over to his head, feeling brave since his arms are zip tied to the headboard.
“Open up, doctor.”
He shakes his head back and forth vigorously, while whimpering through closed lips. I take the scalpel and run it over his bottom lip, cutting it deep, until blood pours down his chin.
“Open. Your. Mouth.” I order him, and he does. I stuff the skin into his mouth.
“Eat up. Since you seem to think feeding people human flesh is fun, you should enjoy this. At least, for you, it’s only the skin.”
He attempts to chew it, while gagging every few minutes, and I nod to Raven.
“I’m done now.”
I hand him his scalpel and he takes it, while grabbing my other arm, and pulling me to him.
“I’m proud of you. You’re fucking amazing. That’s how you handle things now. Nobody hurts you, Bianca. Except me.”
I don’t have a chance to question the last bit of his statement, because he presses his lips to mine, and takes me in a possessive kiss. Raven swirls his tongue around mine like he’s claiming ownership. When he breaks our kiss, we’re both breathing heavily. I’m internally promising myself to keep a level head when it comes to this man. Raven is not the kind of guy you give your heart to. I believe he won’t skin me alive, but it doesn’t mean he won’t hurt me. I’ve been through enough pain, and I’m done with it. I’m not going to let anyone be the cause of more of it. Not even Raven.
Raven climbs over his chest and straddles him, while leaning over and cutting his skin right below his hairline. Heather and I both move to his head, and watch as if we’re watching an episode ofGrey’s Anatomy.
