Pleasure In Pain
Chapter Four

::Get it over with, Johnny:: Voice had returned.
::Would you stop it! I have to concentrate!:: Johnny protested in his mind.
::Go on, Johnny. Go ahead and relive your Hell. Listen to your new doughboys, Piggy and Rev, and ignore your voice of reason. You know deep down I'm right, but since you have decided to be an ignorant swine then kill her. But know this…you are not the only one out there. Don't let them convince you that you are alone. And those others will know your decision, and you too will suffer:: Voice protested.
::You lie! There is only ONE of me. No one, no matter how cruel, would inflict my fate on anyone else:: Johnny thought.
::Well, Johnny, one of the Others might be closer than you think. Close enough to be sitting on the couch right next to you…:: Voice ended mysteriously.
::What are you talking about?:: Johnny asked, but Voice did not answer, leaving Johnny to think about his words.
Brandi took her seat on the couch next to Nny. "So, tell me more about what you do," Brandi tried conversation.
"I draw comics," Johnny said, taking a bite of his food. From far away a scream could be heard. Brandi froze. "What was that?" he inquired with curiosity.
"What was what?" she said sweetly and smiled. She grabbed his face in her hand and turned his head towards her. "I find you very attractive, Nny. Your hair is so creative, and your eyes are so deep and sexy…" she trailed off.
"Fank oo," Johnny said, his mouth full of food. Brandi smiled and laughed genuinely.
"Oh wow, Johnny, you're too much," Brandi laughed. Johnny on the other hand didn't find it very amusing. He grabbed her by the back of her head and crashed his lips on hers. She tried to pull away but he wouldn't allow her to move. Finally she gave up and put her tongue in his mouth. He bit down on it as hard as he could. She screamed into him, and blood poured from the kiss. Brandi reached behind her and grabbed a blade. She got her legs up and kicked him off of her. He flew back against the couch. She jumped up and swung the blade down to Nny. Right before it touched his flesh, he brought his own sword in to protect himself. Both of them froze, panting. Suddenly, Brandi smiled brightly and put her sword down. Johnny followed suit and smiled up at her. She reached forward and ran her fingers through his hair. She sat down next to him, and they finished their meal with hands held.

"Your eyes are so deep and sexy, Johnny!" a mocking voice came from the kitchen.
"Fuck you, KK. So I had a slight change of plans. Shoot me," Brandi defended.
"I wish I could," KK mumbled.
"What was that?" she asked.
"Just his useless jibber jabber. Pay no attention, Brandi," Stuffy explained. "You're on a roll here with this Nny character. He's not that bad looking, either," the rat tried to compliment her.
"I dunno, Stuffy, there was something about him. When I looked into his eyes, there was a gleam of something, almost evil. I kind of liked it," she admitted.
"COWARD! You pusillanimous, atrocious thing! Your life shall be ended immediately, just let me get off this ill-fated wall!" KK screamed from across the room.
"You want me to get the hammer?" she asked, annoyed.
"You craven woman, you'd never dare!" At this, Brandi got up and reached into a draw and retrieved a claw hammer. She walked up to the wall right next to the Felix the Cat clock and pounded a hole into the plaster.
"I wouldn't, huh?" she asked calmly. This time KK didn't answer. "That's right, bitch" she muttered and sat down to continue her conversation with a stuffed rat.
"He makes me nervous," she said thoughtfully biting her nail. "I mean, inside I feel like he could really take control of me if he wanted to. And the scary part is, a piece of me actually wants to be submissive," worry was now coating her words.
"I wouldn't worry about it, as long as you kill him," the rat answered.
"I'm starting to think about how horrible would it be if I didn't kill him?" she asked.
"He'd kill you, probably. Don't let down your guard," Stuffy warned.
"True, but I am suicidal so I guess it would be a match made in heaven. Damn, I hate being confused."

"Would you please shut the FUCK up? I'm trying to think here for Christ sakes!" Johnny exclaimed.
"I still don't see how you let this happen, Nny. I think the Rev may have a point, you do feel for her," the pig said.
"I don't feel for her, she tried to kill me," Nny protested.
"So are you saying that you're scared of her?" Rev asked.
"Of course not! She doesn't intimidate me in the slightest," he said.
"Are you sure about that?" the timer asked.
"Well, maybe a little. But it's just because she's so much like me. I feel like if we were to ever battle, she'd know all my moves. It's just really creepy," he confessed.
"Creepy as it is, you have to make up your mind about her. She's obviously become too big a part of your life to completely block out, so you have to kill her," the Rev said.
"But a part of me doesn't want to," he said.
"BECAUSE A PART OF YOU LOVES HER! DON'T YOU GET IT YOU DUMB FUCK?!" the Rev exclaimed.
"I'm seriously about 2 motherfucking seconds away from getting the lighter," Johnny threatened.
"Okay okay, I'll shut up. Don't get that," he begged.
"That's right, I'm in control. I need to remind myself that. I am completely in control."