Cry all you want, no one's going to hear you.
I'll lock you up, tie you up, blindfold you, keep you mine.
Your tears look so lovely against your skin.
Cry all you want, my love.
Cry.
They will never find you.
They will never know you're here.
They will never take you away from me.
You're mine.
Mine.
Mine.
Everything about you is mine.
Mine.
From your beautiful silver hair to the tip of your magnificent toes.
All belong to me.
Why are you screaming for help?
Don't scream.
Don't be scared.
Don't struggle.
I'm here.
I'll be here.
You don't need them.
With me you'll be safe.
You'll be safe if you stay here forever with me.
Forever.
With me.
Just you and me.
What a lovely thing.
Why are you still crying?
Stop now.
Don't cry.
Hush hush, baby.
I am here.
Don't cry.
Stop your crying.
I will protect you.
Why are you moving away from me?
Don't go.
I won't hurt you.
I love you.
Don't go.
Why are you refusing me?
Don't.
Please don't.
I love you.
Please don't do this to me.
Why are you screaming?
Don't scream.
I'm not hurting you.
I'm loving you.
Don't scream.
It hurts me to hear you scream.
Does it hurt?
I don't think you'll hurt as much as I'm hurting.
It's just knife.
No big deal.
Don't scream.
Don't move,
Or it'll go deeper into your beautiful skin.
We don't want to hurt your beautiful beautiful skin,
No?
Why are you still crying?
Your blindfold is already wet.
Stop it.
Stop crying.
Stop screaming.
Stop moving so much.
I love you.
It doesn't hurt.
It's just knife.
It won't hurt as much as I'm hurting.
It's just knife.
Your blood.
Your blood.
Your blood is so beautiful.
Contrasting perfectly against your skin.
Red and white.
White and red.
Like a beautiful painting.
If only you can see it for yourself.
Why are you not moving anymore?
Why are you not crying anymore?
Why are you not screaming anymore?
Why are you not breathing anymore?
Look at me.
Look at me.
Look at me.
I love you.
Stay with me.
Forever.
I'll protect you.
I'll keep you safe.
I'll treat you good.
Love me.
Love me.
Love me.
I love you.
Why are you not breathing anymore?
Well well well, look who finally decided to stop procrastinating and start writing again. Anyway, I didn't mean to make this so creepy.