Hello again :D Here I am with another story thanks to the disturbing inspiration (I love disturbing inspiration) that I always get when I read something really amazing and, 'HOLY FUCK! THAT'S…OMG," kind of stories. I do hope that everyone is having a wonderful holiday. I most certainly am. Well, it would be better if I wasn't sick, but ya know, people get sick.
So yes! Let's just get started, shall we?
Disclaimer: …Must I say it? It hurts whenever I even think about it ; ___;
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XX~*~A Violent Thursday~*~XX
And just like that, it all began to crumble and fall like rain.
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"Se-…Seba…!"
The demon clutched tighter. The child couldn't breathe, the child couldn't struggle, and the child couldn't escape.
"Sebas-…! St-..o…"
Malicious laughter filled everything, everything, everything, and everything.
"…Hur-…! Ple-…!"
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts…IT HURTS!! IT HURTS!!
"Plea…! Se-..ba!"
You're begging wrong. What have I taught you? Haven't I always taught you to beg the right way?
"Se…! I…"
Shhh, little one. You look so sad, so disgusting, so revolting. Oh, young master. You never cease to surprise me.
A tighter clutch, another yelp, another cry, another scream, another laugh, another abused child.