“Fuck you guys!” she shouted, tears pouring down her face as her entire body shook. Blood sprayed from her wrist, and she moved her arms to cover her face as she lay in a fetal position. “Fucking stop, you psychopaths!”
“But you didn’t stop,” Skel mocked, stepping on her good arm to keep it from her face.
“And now, we won’t, either.” Bram walked over and stomped down on her arm, pinning the one spewing blood onto the floor.
She kicked helplessly, screaming until her screams turned hoarse.
But I didn’t care if she was scared. Pandora must’ve been fucking scared.
I grabbed a piece of her cubed-up hand and squatted down next to her with a smirk. “Say ahh.”
She spat at me, and her spit hit my shoe. “Go to Blezen!”
“Aw, she spit on my shoe, guys,” I chuckled.
Skel rolled his eyes. “More of a reason to teach her a lesson then.”
“I got you those,” Bram mumbled in a huff. “They were nice. Now we have to burn them.”
“Aw, that just means you can get me another pair,” I assured him before squeezing her cheeks together to pry her mouth open.
She shook her head back and forth, trying to shake me off, but that wasn’t about to happen. Not after what she pulled with Pandora.
Bite by bite, I forced the entirety of her cut-up hand into her mouth and down her throat with my shadows as she gagged and cried.
The last chunk slid down her throat with my shadow tendril aiding it down.
“That’ll do it.” I pushed her face away as I let go and stood up, brushing my palms together. “That went well, right?”
Skel stepped harder on her arm until he heard the bone crack, then he moved his foot with a shrug. “I guess.”
“Fuck. That’s so gross.” Bram stumbled off her, looking queasy as he burped and turned to walk to the corner and breathe.
Dreadful heaved on the ground,gagging and sobbing, but she didn’t spout nonsense at us this time.
“I’m sure this is a given, but if you don’t want to eat your other hand, stay the fuck away from Pandora, ‘kay?” I smiled as she puked up a couple of chunks of her hand.
“Answer him,” Bram barked.
She flinched between gags but nodded.
“That’s probably the best we’ll get for now,” Skel mumbled before smoking his pipe again. “I’m hungry.”
“Dude, seriously?” Bram gave him a disgusted look.
“He’s got the munchies,” I explained, waving my hand back and forth as my shadows moved over us. “Give him a break.”
“Yeah, give me a break,” Skel whined before high-fiving me. “Good job on slicing her hand up, by the way.”
“I knew you appreciated my creativity,” I gloated, borrowing his pipe for a hit as we moved out of my shadows and into Skel’s and my room.
Skel made a bee-line for his bag of chips.
Bram faceplanted on my bed with a loud groan. “Skel gave you the idea.”
“It was teamwork,” I defended with a scoff, landing on my bed with a bounce. “Besides, the bitch got what she deserved.”
“Yeah, she did,” Bram mumbled, his breaths slowing down.
