A wolf circling a barn

But there’s another wolf inside

Hati bites Camilla (spoilers, please be warned)

“If you tell anyone what I told you here today...” I look at your lips. They would look good bleeding. “I will kill you.” I lean even closer, reveling in the fact that you’re holding your breath in anticipation. Like a little lamb, listening to a wolf circling the barn. “And I won’t be swift with my blade.” 

No. I know all too well where to cut, how to make it slow. Make it last for days.

I’ve always been an efficient student. The teacher was a lousy piece of shit but I learned.

My resolve hitches at the thought of him.

He’s not here.

I bury the memory deep within. I numb my mind, my senses already dull with wine.

I’ve spent days watching people wish for the sweet release of death. How long would it take before you begged? You’re resilient, I’ll give you that.

I like that about you. Like a little rat, you’re here, alive, despite all the odds stacked against you.

A twinge of guilt needles at my chest at the sight of your face. I’m not sorry. 

Maybe I just hope things were different. That it wouldn’t have to be such a sorry little thing like you.

Ah, but look at you. Gawking at my lips like everyone else. Predictable, boring, something that will be used against you.

And you will enjoy every bit of it. 

Just before the climax, you will enjoy tasting me. I will let you.

You lean closer.

Then.

Pain flashes through me. 

“What the fuck?!” I hear my voice but I barely know I said it.

Pain rips the memories back to the surface, lays it out for everyone to gawk at. 

Once again, I’m naked and alone with him. Bloody. I almost scream and almost make him smile. He wanted me to scream.

No.

No. I’m not there. I’m here. 

I’m here. 

I look at you. 

There’s blood on your lips. The blood is mine. 

I touch my lip and it’s true. It’s bleeding. You made me bleed. No one’s made me bleed before. Not after him. 

Nauseating stab of rage pierces through me. You, a lowly little shit, think you can bite me?

I will drown you in this fucking pool and no one will miss you. Like a useless little rat, you will drown in a dirty pool, trashing for help that will never arrive.

I would watch light leave your smug little eyes and watch as your face turns blue and purple.

I could. Oh, how I could. No one would bat an eye. What’s one little soldier compared to me? 

The thought makes my heart race in a state of frenzy.

I should kill you.

But first–

I smash my lips against yours. The pain makes me sing. I force my tongue inside your mouth, I’m the one penetrating you, I will–

You pull my hair. Another stab of rage. You keep touching me like him. I almost laugh.

I should kill you. I should–

But I’ll make you beg first.