Ch3- Bliss and Insanity walk a fine line

the song porn star dancing filled the air as I kicked back in my seat with my feet up on the table sipping at a cup of pink mascato. Why the fuck I was sitting here watching a half naked blond dance on a pole while I drank Misa's favorite wine I dont fucking know. I groaned and tilted my head back. This was fucking torture.

The song changed and Takeda walked out onto the stage in a pair of torn booty shorts and a white off the shoulder shirt you could see her blue bra through. "Oh" I mumbled to myself "so this is where t.v. star careers go to die" I downed the rest of the wine and muttered "at least the bitch isn't blond" This was actually the kind of strip club the government has no clue exists. A few of the strippers here are 15. In fact I think I've caught Light's sister down here once or twice. If she's here I'll pay her for a lap dance just to piss Light off later when her family finds out about this shit.

"Well Hello there" A beautiful blond in a white corset laced with black ribbon leant over in front of me exposing her large breasts. Blond hair fell over her shoulders and her blue eyes lit up. She looked alot like Misa.

I let her take my hand and gingerly lead me into a back room. Might as well get my moneys worth. "Hey" I smirked pulling her against me "wanna make some extra money?"

"Mmm sure" she smiled seductively.

"Then come home with me." I hissed at her ear "and we'll do a little hard core role play"

Her cheeks were a vibrant shade of red and she whispered "O..Okay"

She struggled against the neck tie I bond her hands to the head of my bed with cried out "I...I'm scared!" I ran my finger tips along her blind fold "Mmm...Dont worry, I promise not to hurt you, Misa" I whispered kissing down her neck. This whore wasn't Misa.

She didn't smell like Misa, taste like her, sound like her, or even react like her. In fact this bitch just reeked of sex and STD's. Whatever though, she'll have to do.

"Be right back" I muttered and walked over to the bathroom that came off of my room and grabbed a bottle of chanel perfume Misa had left here a few nights ago. On my way back to the bed I grabbed one of Misa's scarfs from my closet and walked back over to the stripper in my bed.

"Keep your mouth closed" I sprayed her down with Misa's perfume, making sure to get as much of her skin and hair as possible. She didn't ask questions, which was good cause I

wasn't going to answer any.

"Open your mouth" I commanded. She shakily obeyed and I forced Misa's scarf into her mouth turning it into a gag. I couldn't do anything about her annoying as fuck reactions but a gag was a start.

As I demolished the whores entire body with my mouth and hands I tried hard to image her as Misa. That was hard to do since she winced every time I dug my nails into her skin. She couldn't take it like a fucking adult. When I slipped into her I felt my stomach turn. Tears streamed down her cheeks from under the blindfold "Shut up whore I'm not gonna fucking kill you" I hissed thrusting into her loose body.

My large pale hands grasped her hips as I slammed in and out of her petite little body. Closing my eyes I moaned out Misa's name repeatedly. I felt my mind fogging up. Suddenly I knew I was going entirely fucking crazy. The funny thing was...haha...I didn't even fucking care.

When I finished I let the girl up and she rubbed her wrists from where I'd tied the neck tie to tight "Here" I handed her 520 dollars.

"Th..Thanks" she muttered taking the money. She was dressed now in a pair of jeans and a grey sweater she'd brought with her from her locker at work. Her blond hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail and the corners of her mouth were bruised from where I gagged her.

"No problem" I said quietly handing her the corset she'd been wearing when she first walked through my door.

"S..so who is Misa?" she asked avoiding my eyes.

"A girl...I cant have" I answered.

"Oh...do you love her or wanna rape her?" her tone was a little half hearted.

"I love her with all I am...I think I'm going psychologically insane for her"

She just gave me a sad look "I see."

"Who the fuck is she?" Misa hissed hovering in my bedroom doorway.

"Why are you here?" I groaned.

"To get my shit! Why the fuck is this girl here Ryuzaki?"

"Why the fuck do you care?"

"I care because you were fucking me last night and I'm not some cheap whore!"

"trust me this one aint cheap" I muttered. Misa cracked me good and hard in the face.

"You unbelievable bastard!"

"Misa your engaged, go home" I ignored the welt forming on the side of my face. Her small body wracked with anger "GOD YOUR FUCKING STUPID!"

"WHATS YOUR NAME BITCH?"

The stripper stammered "Saya Morigana"

"LEAVE!" Misa screamed. Saya stumbled out of my pent house in a hurry, in such a hurry in fact that she left the 520 dollars I paid her on my bed. Misa's eyes widened when she say my neck tie still fastened to the head of the bed "What the fuck?"

"I was in a kinky mood" I shrugged.

"Y..JUS..YOU...JUST...YOUR FUCKING UNBELIEVABLE!" she screamed as her eyes grew even more fierce.

"Misa" I whispered grabbing her by the arm.

"I FUCKING HATE YOU"

"Then hate me, I'm not asking you to love me"

She calmed down slowly "What are you asking me then?"

"Just let me love you"

"Lawiet" She looked up at me speaking in a hushed tone "I'm engaged"

"Never stopped me" I kissed her ear and wrapped my arms around her slender waist.

"Light's your best friend" she whispered.

"and? that never stopped me either. He dosnt love you. You know it and I do too"

She backed up and pushed me away "No! HE LOVES ME! HE JUST HAS A HARD TIME SHOWING IT!" I saw it in her eyes...she was about to cry. This poor girl, so in love with this guy she cant even see past the fact that he'll never love her. He lies to her...makes her cry...then again...so do I...I've made her cry...still...If Misa were mine...I'd make her happy.

Again I watched the way her hips swayed as she rushed out of my house.

Honestly, I was getting sick and tired of these goodbyes.