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ABBEIGH'S POINT OF VIEW
I calmed myself down and sat back, looking at Mallory with hooded eyes.
"Aaaaaaaahh... This is a dream come true..." I sighed, smiling to myself.
I sat back up and leaned in to her, making Mallory tensed and flushed in her seat.
"You don't have to worry about being kidnapped, murdered, or having something stolen from you" I smiled as I stood up and walked over to one of my cupboards, taking out a candle, matches and my metal stamp.
"That is, as long as you have my mark" I said, walking back to her, lighting the candle and sticking it to the table beside us.
I placed the metal stamp above the flame and watched as it started to heat up while I relaxed myself back on the chair.
"What?" Mallory trembled in her seat as she tried to break herself free from the chair.
"No... No..." Mallory shook her head as she started to sniffle. "Abbeigh, please, no" She pleaded, scared to death.
"It's fine, it will hurt, but look on the bright side," I exclaimed, looking at her with a smile on my face that drained the colour from hers. "You'll be safe from the others as long as you show them this" I said, pulling the stamp away from the flame and closer to her.
"Abbeigh! No! Don't!" Mallory shouted that rung in my ears.
"I told you not to shout, right?" I smirked, my eyes wide as plates.
Mallory tried to conceal her voice by biting her lip, but her whole body trembled as tears resumed streaming down her face.
"Hmm~ Where should I mark you?~" I hummed, looking for a place to press my stamp.
"Oh!" I exclaimed as I pulled down the collar of her shirt. "This can do the trick" I sang as I hurriedly pressed the stamp above her collarbone.
"Nnnnnnnnnggh!!!" Mallory groaned as she bit her lip harder, enough to draw blood.
After a few more seconds of Mallory grunting and biting her lip, I took the stamp off of her and smiled. "Good girl" I cooed.
I put out the flame of the candle and hid it back where it belonged. I took out a piece of cloth and dampened it with water, walking back to Mallory, I pressed the cloth down where I marked her as she breathed heavily, stabilizing herself.
I wiped the blood from her lips clean before throwing the cloth in the sink and sat back down in front of her and smiled. "See? It wasn't that bad," I said. "This just means that you're mine now" I smiled at her.
"You're crazy" She growled as she sharpened her eyes at me.
I clicked my tongue and slammed my fist on the table. "What'd you say?!" I yelled, standing up.
"YOU'RE CRAZY!!" She shouted.
Before I even knew it, I had already slammed her face on the edge of the table, making her temple bleed.
Grabbing a fistful of her hair, I had her face me. "It's your fault I'm like this," I said, glaring at her. "So don't blame it on me"
She looked me dizzily, trying to make eye contact. "Psy...cho..." Mallory managed to choke out.
Feeling my left eye twitch, I clicked my tongue and released her from the chair, letting her fall head first to the ground. A loud thud was heard before a low groan escaped her lips.
"Go on, get out" I challenged her, pointing to the door.
She got up on her elbows, grunting when she felt pressure on her knees. I knew she was suffering, but she wanted it. And now I'm giving it to her.
I picked up the phone and placed it on my ear. I could see Mallory trying her hardest to pull herself just to get to the door. She kind of reminds me of Teke Teke.
"Hey, if any of you see someone walk out of my house, feel free to get her" I spoke through the phone.
Mallory looked at me with worried eyes as she stopped midway. I looked at her with nothing, crossing my arms, I leaned on the wall near me.
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