Sweet Psycho's
31

Michell looked at the window with a smile of his own. The man filled his mind. The shadow made Michell seem to want to fly.

“Kira think, whose name is ya?” Michell asked.

His index finger touched the window. Imagine that man's face there.

“Michell will ask tomorrow.”

“Ask what?” Samuel said suddenly.

Michell turned a glance and then rolled his eyeballs upwards.

“Ish, interrupt aja.” He said in his heart.

Samuel approached Michell while loosening his tie. His hands hugged Michell's waist from behind. After being satisfied to kiss his neck, samuel immediately twisted Michell's body to face him.

Michell tries to hold back the emotion of the bawdry that samuel did.

“Patience, patience, life bet.” Inner Michell who can only resign.

Samuel gently kissed Michell's lips while looking closely at her eyes.

“You know, what day is it?” Ask while whispering.

“Ka-Thursday?” Michell replied doubtfully.

“Hm.” Samuel nodded. It was clearly visible a smile was engraved on his face.

“You know, what I will do every night jum’at?” Samuel asked as he put away the strands of hair that covered Michell's face.

“Now!” Michell answered, who was panicking.

“Haha.” samuel's laughter.

“That night, when you wore the school uniform. Did you forget?”

Seeing Michell who was starting to get scared, made samuel even more excited.

“Good. Maybe you forgot. Let me give that memory back. That time..”

“Y-yah! Michell inget's. What do you want.?!!” Sela Michell with a resentful tone.

Hearing that, made samuel smile again. He patted Michell on the head and said. “Good.”

“To be honest, my hand is already very chatty. I can't take it anymore. But, I realize this is a country of people. I can't be a criminal here.” Samuel obviously.

“So, will you be my place to channel lust for the next month?” Added.

“Backed!” Lirih Michell held back the tears.

“in this part aja.” Samuel stroked Michell's stomach.

“No! Michell doesn't want to be a place for your lust.” Michell Snap.

“It doesn't feel as sick as you imagine, Michell. Trust me.”

“You are crazy! Anyway Michell don't want to!!!” Screaming Michell as loud as he was.

“You've promoted me to be a good girl” whispered samuel.

“I can be a rude man as you wish.”

Without long, Michell was dragged into the room. His body was thrown on the bed by Samuel. The clothes he was wearing were torn just like that. No matter the price paid for the shirt.

“Sam... pliss don't.” Michell said a sesugukan.

Indeed, he could not help but cry after seeing how fierce Samuel was.

Moreover, when samuel started to pull out his knife. Small, but very demanding of mercy.

Michell shook his head. He tried to escape, but Michell's strength was not comparable to samuel's.

“This is the result, honey. Bad girls should be given a punishment.”

Slowly, Michell's skin started to get scratched by the knife. Michell immediately closed his eyes tightly, enduring the pain he felt. So-so. It feels very painful.

“Ahhkkkkk, Udah. Pain.” Pinta Michell's.

“Udah sam. Michell please. It's a real pain.”

Samuel was still playing in Michell's stomach along with his beloved knife. He drew a flower and wrote something there.

“Michell is mine.”

He smiled with satisfaction after seeing his work. Michell's stomach was already flooded with fresh blood that kept flowing. Even dirty his bed.

He licked the blood Michell had on his knife. He really is a psychopath who has no brain.

“hiks, sam already..”.

“Iya darling.” Samuel's reply softly.

His tone was fulfilled. Now it's time to clean up what he's done.

Samuel took the medicine he had prepared beforehand and then applied it to Michell's stomach.

“Mmmphh, pain.” Ringis Michell's.

“Aaahhkk, pain sam.”

Samuel smiled. He hurt her, he treated her too. He did do this deliberately so that, the pain that Michell experienced doubled.

Because the drug he applied, contains high levels of alcohol. How much pain Michell felt.

Samuel wiped away his tears and gently dyed Michell on the forehead.

“Promise don't do that anymore?”

“I..iya. Hixes. Michell won't do that anymore.”

“Good girl.”

Stupid time with the bets he was making. After all, the person wasn't here either. So, why did samuel hold back.