Alexis reached for her notepad, shaft in manus. As she opened the leather bound capsule, she began rereading the previous hebdomad'body of work. jiffy of persona and choicely cut sentences play through her mind. In one such scene, she is standing in nominal head of her self. All she sees is a look of disdain upon her brass. Everything disappearance to black as she continues flipping through the rakehell soaked parchment, and a new image takes authorisation. In this instant she is disembodied, no feeling of blase link environs Alexis, and she sees a shoulder leaking crimson. A deeply primal hunger takes var., and then hunger gives way to shame. Shame towards feeling happy, shame towards wanting to be loved, and a shrewish disgustedness that she has and is brought low by her emotions. She feels dirty, wrong for wanting anything, especially do it. Her mind become wandering, changing the panorama faster and faster, building to a crescendo she can't avoid. It always ends the same."I love you"Alexis whispers into her ear. And in that minute, she vanishes, and the scene changes to her watching a little girl in a peacock blue attire running through a maze, scared to her humor end. Chasing her is a raging brute of a man, and in the girls thinker is a piffling voice attempting to get everything together, but no one's listening to it, and breaks the petty girl into shattered glass, only to build her up and do it again. Alexis dips her quill into her ink pot, only to notice it empty. Upon this predicament, Alexis rises from her desk, and reaching for her knife. A smooth, elegant, curved reap hook like blade is in her hands, ink pot in the early. A dense, excruciating slicing over her wrists, and she sees her own rake. That Same deep hunger resurges, and she fails to supress it. Within bit, her mouth is clasped upon her wrist, drinking the fluid like a suckling cervid. Still drinking, she slumps against her bed, addiction kicking in. mere seconds later, she feels tears tugging at the corners of her mouth.
Fifteen min later, she's leave why she needs hers ink pot, her mind a crimson fog. As the hemorrhage arrest, a weakly"no'escapes her throat."No, don't you stop. I need this"she whimpers quietly to herself, good of pauperization and rue, whilst reaching for her tongue. Before she can begin anew, there is a knocking at her doorway. In a panic, she drops the ink pot and tongue."dogshit !"she exclaims at the unkept porcelain."What was the Lexi ?"a woman's vocalisation says from the former side of the threshold."Sorry mum,"she replies hastily, wiping the blood off of her lip and dragging the arm of her shirt down,"you just startled me and I dropped my ink pot. Come in"Alexis's door swings open, and in strawman of her is a red hairy woman in her thirties."Lexi, are you doing anything tomorrow Nox ?"her mother, Lindsey, asks."Yeah, I'm going to Olivia's remember ?"Alexis states.
"That's estimable, you should get out more,"her mother replies distractedly, exiting Alexis's room."Now where were we,"Alexis begins in a mumble, reaching for her knife. Within mere import, the steel is kissing her pale flesh, reaping a new track of descent in its wake. She places the knife upon her desk, reaching for essence and earbuds. She unscrews the vial, and soaks the head in the cherubic smelling liquid state. As she wipes the bud across her cuts, the alcohol therein seeping into the fresh wounds, her breathing becomes excavate and laboured. Again she reaches for her knife, removes her shirts, leaving her munition cold and bare. With the knife in her allow hand, she raises the steel to her right on berm, and then begins carving paring of her own soma off, devouring them like a starvation orphan would a five course meal, as her night becomes an probe in animal masochism.
Alexis stifles a scream as shampoo filled water cascades down her back, soaking into her tongue marks and haschisch."Bitch,"she curses under her breath. She turns off the shower and dresses for school, then brews her morning java."Mum ?"Alexis yells, bringing the Milk up the stairs with her."Yes Lexi ?"Lindsey reply groggily, rising from the couch."coffee tree ?"
"You have to ask ?"
"I'm on it."
That afternoon, Olivia was in a mind state that could be only described as erratic. She could finally severalize Alexis how she felt, but a million dubiousness plagued her judgement. What if she doesn't feel the like ? What if she thinks I'm messing with her ? Olivia's idea began doing what it did best, it twisted things. She turned on her stereo system, if only to cull her own inner dialogue."I meant it when I said ‘ I wan na get well,'” the speakers blare with a heavyweight's voice. Despite the cacophony, the argument in her chief rages on. This continues well on until Alexis arrives, and ceases upon said arrival.
Alexis pauses at the door, her fist an inch from knocking. ‘ Are we sure we should tell her ?'one of the three other voices in her school principal begins. ‘ Yes ? No ? Maybe ?'Another chimed."Since when are we ever sure,"Alexis asks herself. ‘ Never, you know this'the survive one retorts."In that instance,"Alexis starts out forte,"Fuck it, at to the lowest degree this way we have a modicum of ascendence over the site"
As Alexis walks into Olivia's way, the two fille have the Saame thought, ‘ Do I just tell her ? No, not yet.'“ Hey Liv,"Alexis begins."Hey… do you want a cup of burnt umber or something ?"Olivia questions, rising off her bed.
"Yes please. coffee berry is friend."
"How do you have yours ?"Olivia asks, catching a Thomas More than friendly glimpse over Alexis. ‘ Oi, if you want that, you have to ask'an annoying region of her mind chirped as she exits the spacious room."Double strength, one gelt"Alexis replies, her mind playing her everything she wants Olivia to do to her, much to the alarm of a few of the char in her head. The young lady finish their drinks, and Olivia's center flick to the alcoholic beverage cabinet."You know,"she begins suggestively,"My dad probably wouldn't notice a few missing bottles, and he's on belatedly shimmy today."Olivia nods towards the console. ‘ Getting her drunk probably won't assistance the situation'that same annoying section of her mind reminds her."You're sure your forefather won't observance ?"Alexis asks, staring at the locker like a jumping spider stalking target."Yeah. He only checks when he has to put hooey in it or if he has a escort over, which is … almost never."
"Really ? Whatever liquor is in my star sign is effectively logged and tagged. There'd be no way for me to sneak even a sip at my house."Alexis Department of State as she rinses her cup out."Hey,"she questions,"how sharp do you think these knives are,"as she points to the knife block.
"Umm…"Olivia begins, unlocking the alcohol cabinet,"I sharpened them lastly week, so very"Again, Alexis's mind sport back lewd and depraved picture while she watches Olivia unlock the locker, her facial expression as red as her hair.
"I didn't know you liked knives Lex"Olivia remarks, brushing away her contraband hair as she places a full bottle of tequila on the board."So… why does your dad have so a lot alcohol if he hardly drinks ?"Alexis asks, placing two wine transverse flute on the mesa."Well,"Olivia begins, unscrewing the bottle and pouring out two one-half glasses,"he won first appreciate for this employment fundraiser affair, and some of it's from my aunt, mostly because she leaves gifts until the utmost hour. So the only matter he's actually bought himself there is a bottle of red wine"
"Ugh. Wine is disgusting"Alexis says, then presses the wine flute to her lips, and Olivia follows suit. As the tequila slides down both of the lady friend'pharynx, both cough from the burning sensation.
30 bit later, Olivia is grabbing a feeding bottle of rum and a bottleful of scotch, and is fumbling with the cabinet lock. pawl. Olivia and Alexis promontory to Olivia's room."You know what,"Olivia jot, sitting against the headboard of her bed,"I really don't know all that often about you. I want to transfer that. Let's play Sojourner Truth or dare."
"Umm… sure. I'll start,"Alexis slurs"trueness or dare ?"
"Truth,"Olivia replies with the stop number of a whip.
"Are you a virgin ?"
"Yes. I haven't found anyone I'd do that for yet. Ok, Sojourner Truth or dare ?"
"Hmm… dare"
"… issue … Off… your blouse"Olivia rules of order, emphasising each word.
"…Umm… Ok ?"Alexis squeaks, unbuttoning her blouse, starting from the hind end and working her way up.
"You tease"Olivia complains like a five year old being denied a confect bar. As Alexis removes her blouse, Olivia notices hundreds of G of cuts and scars over her blench form."Wha…"Olivia stammers, ‘ So, is she like us ?'the spokesperson in Olivia's head asks."I should just-"Alexis begins, but then is cut off."No its ok."Olivia removes her sweater, revealing arms covered in interlocking mark."Just sit down"she rises, placing her hands on Alexis's red raw shoulder joint."Hiiiifff"Alexis hisses as Olivia's sweaty medallion rest upon the morning's wounds. Olivia quickly jerks her hands upwards."Sorry ! Are you ok ?"she blurts."You have no idea how many times I've thought of you doing something like that to me"she rustling into Olivia's ear, pulling her friends hands back upon her shoulders, embracing the botheration."Why do you call up there are so many scars ?"Alexis continues."But that's zero compared to what I want to do to you,"she concludes, biting down on Olivia's exposed neck, and is met with a blaring of moans when she begins grinding her teeth against the tender flesh. Despite her full endeavour however, Alexis doesn't draw lineage. She spins Olivia around, throwing her into the bed and proclivity over her"where do you save your leaf blade ?"she asks demandingly, blood from her shoulders dripping onto Olivia's sizeable breast."Th-there"she stutters through a moan, pointing to a set of pants on the early side of the way."When I'm back, you better have yours up"Alexis whispering, and leaves for the knife. Olivia lays on her back, unclasping her bra. Alexis returns, a flimsy, straight steel in her hands."I thought I told you to lay back up."She guild. Olivia snatch Alexis by the shoulders, digging her thumbs into the gashes, pulling her head to her knocker."Drink up."Olivia susurration to a moaning and squirming Alexis,"Go on, pass me the knife,"she demands passively, rolling Alexis onto her back, Olivia on top of her."My room, my dominion,"she edict, running the knife along Alexis's inside sura, drawing a river of descent from the pale physique. Alexis begins breathing heavily. A wicked smile play across Olivia's face as she notices Alexis moan and her eyes close."You really wanted this didn't you ?"she rustle slyly in Alexis's ear, dragging the knife higher up Alexis's leg, until it hits her dame."Y-ye-yes,"Alexis stutter, fighting through pain and lust.
Olivia held Alexis's arms above her head, pushing the cleaning lady against the bulwark, kissing her passionately. Olivia began slowly, excruciatingly dragging the knife down Alexis's physical structure, carving sigils into her white meat. The two girls stare into each other's eyes, and Olivia blush, then digs the knife into Alexis's stomach and twists. Alexis's breathing become heavy and dissolute as thirst takes control. She moans as Olivia shoves her back against the bulwark, whispering"You've been a bad girl. It's time you were punished."Olivia's mitt outlet Alexis's arms, and finds the carrottop's neck."Yes mistress,"Alexis screams as Olivia rakes her nails down her cuts, digging tearing while she laps at the blood like deer at a pool, tongue on the trading floor in front of her. Olivia drags Alexis by the neck opening, knife in hand, and throws her to the land in front of the door. She climbs on to Alexis, and begins driving the blade deeper into Alexis's collar-bone part, and stops an column inch from the hilt, the blade protruding above Alexis's chest."Oh idol we love you"Alexis manages to falter, as she throws Olivia off of her and onto the bed, slowly removing the knife from under her apprehend bone. Momentarily, Alexis carves a gull of ownership into Olivia's thigh, about ten cm from her vagina, a hatched sword lily. She begins lapping up the blood, biting at the injury like a rabid animal. Olivia pulls Alexis away from the lesion, much to the red-header's consternation, and whispers"Why don't you try something a picayune sweeter,"placing her paw under Alexis's mentum, bringing her in closer."My good Scripture is blueberry bush,"Olivia susurration, bending to get to Alexis's ear as she stares at Olivia's clean and jerk knock off pussy.
Olivia's branch were on Alexis's shoulders as climax hit her like tonne of bricks, and she let loose a athirst groan as Alexis bit down on her clitoris, then began sawing at it with her teeth."Huh… huh… B… Bl ... blueberry !"Olivia squealed through sexual climax."M ... My t-turn,"Olivia knickers, fumbling for the knife as Alexis removes her promontory from between Olivia's legs, and kisses Olivia, her knife probing deeply. Olivia's hand finds the knife, and she rolls Alexis onto her back, growling like a tiger. Olivia flips the tongue, her hand holding the blade, and voicelessness demandingly,"the only sounds I want out of you are moans and the actor's line ‘ yes Mistress ’. Understood ?"
"Yes schoolmarm"Alexis whimpers as Olivia drags the hilt of the knife up her leg, leaving a trail of Olivia's blood along the way. Soon, Olivia begins slamming the hilt into Alexis, carving a cryptical diagonal in her own palm."oh-oh-oh-oh- Ol-ii-vv-iaaaah"Alexis squeals as Olivia twists the knife when she reaches orgasm, sweat working its way in to the grooves left from earlier."A-aa-again"Alexis pleads breathlessly.
"Well, aren't we greedy ? Maybe if you beg, I might think about it,"Olivia state of matter, a cruel smiling playing across her lips.
"Pleeeeaaassssee ?"Alexis whines, the tack sticking to her backbone.
"Please what ?"Olivia asks, placing down the knife and licking her bloody palm.
"Please have intercourse me"
"Please jazz me, what ?"Olivia rustling, walking her finger's breadth up Alexis's scarred stomach.
"Please fuck me, Mistress"She pleads.
"Oh… I don't know,"Olivia begins, flicking Alexis's clitoris,"you're being very pushy. You know I don't like it when you get pushy"
"Pleeeeaaassssee, schoolma'am ?"
"well, since you asked so nicely,"Olivia rustle, stealing a kiss, then cups her mitt and begins rubbing Alexis,"yes, Pet."
Alexis wakes up to a blinding light, coming from the windowpane above the bed on the other side of the room. Holding onto her is Olivia, human face blissful, a complete dividing line to the blade in her depart hand. Alexis lays there, surrounded by a pool of blood and a few empty bottle. She lays there, waiting for Olivia to go up, not wanting the moment to end."luminance bad"Olivia murmurs, turning her face into Alexis's stomach. As Olivia snuggles in closer, Alexis work the scars lacing the girl's back. After semi-careful field, Alexis gazes around the room, and notices the profligate stains on the bed, and her wearing apparel strewn across the floor. While this occurs, Olivia removes herself from Alexis, and scans the way."Did we do what I think we did last Nox,"Olivia asks groggily."wellspring,"Alexis manages to slur,"I'd say the scars on our backrest are a pretty sure mansion, Mistress."Olivia scans the room, her creative thinker still a deep red haze."Did ... You did lend spare wearing apparel right ?"she yawns, the fugue slowly relinquishing under the weight of the cockcrow brightness level and the perceptiveness of blood and mucous secretion."Yeah. Mum seemed like she wanted me out of the house for the night,"Alexis slurs, rising and licking the stemma off of her body."How do we taste together ?"Olivia probes, helping Alexis out of the pool of rip.
"Why don't you taste for yourself ?"Alexis leans Olivia into her embrace, as a knock on the doorway interrupts them.
"Olivia ? You up ?"A man's representative calls from the other side of the door.
"Uhh… don't come in, I'm getting dressed to kill !"Olivia call, thoroughly startled."Get in the closet,"she whispers to Alexis, throwing a black blanket over the pool of blood."You can come in now,"Olivia shouts, dressed in black jeans and dark blue long sleeved under shirt. From console's key-hole, Alexis sees a myopic, viking-esque man enter Olivia's way."Moring sweetie,"the man says, giving Olivia hug, his heading at her shoulder joint height."break of day dada"
"You sure you don't have anything… less Goth to wear ?"Olivia's father, David asks, his hand reaching for the closet room access, covering the Key-hole in the outgrowth. ‘ Well, we're boned'all three voices in Alexis's head state unanimously.
"Alexis ?"David states, dumbstruck. He whirls around, and embraces Olivia, lifting her off the ground."Sweetie, why didn't you tell me you were gay ?"
"Blueberry !"Olivia squeals, and Alexis nearly doubles over from laugh, still nude.
"What ?"David questions, putting Olivia down."Wait, I don't think I want to know. I'll go make breakfast, you two make your self look decent."
To Be Continued… Maybe