Bruises and Bitemarks

he one who wasn't scared enough to pass me to anyone else yet. It's all just question of time, but it is somehow fun, watching him try

l, he refuses to use anything, that would help him walk... somewhere in my heart, I really look up

he is the only one with that kind of high-heels in the whole building. She has nice, fresh smell, but her skin makes her look

boo-

l, just by the sound of their footsteps. But this time, I had no

ime they touched the ground. It reminded me of a policem

tly because I was trying to close my mouth after my jaw dropped to the floor, from the sight of

t out?all?on your own."?he smiled at my comment... G

He might have been, but he

y with a few childish answers, yo

ne so badly, that you imagined it o

ne, his calmness was disturbin

estless smile. He didn't answer right away, just made me witness ho

he really wasn'

ighs and neck, and fixated on my eyes. He just checked me out, and he didn't even try to hide it... what the f

ou woul

he has a hard time keeping his eyes off my chains... didn't they tell h

hing mental in him. Something that told me that behind that white lab coat, and pretty sharp jawline, there is something dangerous

ge, even on your neck... " he wore a half-smile, as he led his stare up from my chained wrists t

a while, doesn't it?" he didn't seem surprised, he smiled as he

sterpiece, in the way that they are perfectly made

scar is a masterpiece? I did self-harm numerous times,

they realize I didn't attempt to suicide." I said like I would

suicidal?" - he asked calmly..so soft, but still strict

w." - I laughed

able. I see many reports of you, attacking one of

imal, and I'm deranged?" I smiled wi

prisingly honest about the fact that he sees through me. I almost

shortly "This is a prison, not a BDSM dungeon...

least I have a name... An identity." I knew he will try to talk about

rong girl, Sir." - I yawned lazily, placing my

for me if I say so. It's only a question of time and patience. " he stood up, as the anger, and the b

steps towards me, as I was sitting on the floor, with chained legs, arms, and neck. I could tell his eyes hid some kind of appetite, which somehow made me want any

aid not even giving a chance for me to look a