“Where.. Where am I?..”

The groggy voice of Sour Sweet echoed around the small den.

Gloriosa responded with a slight chuckle as she stood up from her seat, walking over to the tied Sour Sweet.

“Welcome home darling, ~”

Gloriosa leaned down to rest a hand on her chin, lifting her drooping head up.

“To my home that is...~”

“What the h-hell?..” She murmured as Gloriosa stood up and looked down at Sour Sweet with a wide, devilish smirk.

Gloriosa was slow paced, and even dragged her feet at some points as she walked around the small den, gathering random things, as Sour Sweet watched innocently.

She quivered in fear as she watched Gloriosa’s every move.

“Why are you acting like this?... What did I do?...” Sour Sweet begged.

“Hmp, you begging me about those kinds of things makes me even more angry..”

Gloriosa let out a sneer as she dragged a sharpening block along the blade of a small machete.

“W-what?...”

“You're too dull to even know, aren't you, Sour Sweet?...” She added to her reply.

“You think that you've got it good... That you're all clear, and you're soooo innocent..”

Gloriosa looked at Sour Sweet before sitting on her knees in front of her.

“Well guess what hun... I've been watching your every move since you got off that bus…”

Sour Sweet’s eyes had never been so dilated, and the sweat couldn't poor any faster.

“Hmm let's see…” Gloriosa Continued.

“First, you pushed that poor girl off the bus stairs, THEN into the lake, which she almost drowned, and also, you are the reason she now has a broken leg...~” She explained all clearly.

Sour Sweet was not in any position to deny, so she did not reply to Gloriosa’s commentary.

“Shall I continue?”

Sour Sweet shook her head furiously. “N-No!!”

“Well well dear, you don't have to be so pushy~” She shook her head and smirked.

“Oh wait, on second thought, you obviously do, since you just love to push others around.”

Gloriosa’s facial expression morphed after saying that.

She was angry, peeved, and the blood in her veins bubbled like a broken down Science project.

“Alrighty... Let's see what we can get out of you first,~” Gloriosa chuckled devilishly as she gripped the machete in her hand, the wooden handle had never felt so secure in her hand.

“N-No wait! Please! I have a life too! I have a heart! I have someone to love! Just like you! I swear Gloriosa! Please!!” Sour Sweet’s eyes began to welt already.

Gloriosa didn't listen as she grabbed hold of Sour Sweet’s face, running the smooth side of the machete along her three freckles to the right of her face.

“What are you?-” Sour Sweet didn't have time to finish before she burst out screaming, immediately feeling pain in her cheeks.

Gloriosa took the sharp side of the machete and pressed a large amount of pressure on it. It soon broke into Sour Sweet’s skin.

Gloriosa carefully dug the blade into the first freckle, closest to her eye.

With ease, the blade began to cut the skin deeply.

It didn't take long before the knife had only completely shaved off one of the six freckles on her cheeks.

The blood came down like tears from the deep cut.

Sour Sweet cried out in pain, not understanding why she had to go through this torture. She thought to herself, ‘just kill me now!!’

Gloriosa laughed at her cries before digging the side of the blade into the next freckle, wasting no time.

Then the third, and soon the rest of the them.

At this point, Sour Sweet’s chin and sides of her face had been covered in Fresh blood, and her cheeks had went completely numb.

After she was done the first part, Gloriosa stood up and wiped the blood she had on her hands on her clothes.

Sour Sweet looked down at the ground in front of her, seeing her own blood splattered on the floor.

“F-Fuck!”

“Hey now, watch your language... Unless you want me to start too... Cause I aint the little cheery shit-for-brain all the time.” Gloriosa laughed.

“Why?! Why me! Please! Let me go! I promise i'll be better! I'll be a better friend! I'm sorry!” Sour Sweet cried out, at this point she was trying to struggle to get out.

That's all she wanted, was to be free.

“Oh?.. Well, Unfortunately I can't do that.. You're stuck here now..~” Gloriosa chuckled. She had cleaned off her machete and now had a normal knife in her hand, more of a butcher knife this time.

“Hey. I see you struggling, you’re going to ruin those straps.”

Sour Sweet closed her eyes and Continued to cry, until she couldn't cry anymore.

“Perhaps I can salvage those straps, by pinning you up in a more, efficient way..”

Gloriosa raised an eyebrow, that same devilish smirk forming again.

She unstrapped one of Sour Sweet’s wrists and held it down against the board as tight as she could, and with a good stab, the knife she had was now in her arm. Half way down so her hand could not stretch to reach the handle.

Sour Sweet yelled again, this time it was more High pitched, this hurt her fifty times more than Gloriosa literally carving off her freckles.

“AHH! D-DAMMIT! WHY?! WHY?!”

Gloriosa laughed demonically, finding Sour Sweet’s whining comical.

She grabbed another knife from the trolley and did the same thing Sour Sweet’s other arm.

Her cries couldn't be heard.

This was so pleasurable for Gloriosa, it made her shudder in happiness.

“HELP ME! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME! I'M GOING TO DIE OUT HERE! HELP!” Sour Sweet cried out again.

“Don't even try.. No one can hear you.. It's only us~” Gloriosa replied with a chuckle.

“Though, if you really want to continue screaming, perhaps I could put your ankles together as well?..~”

“N-No! Please! Have mercy! Please have mercy! I don't want to die! Please!” She begged.

“Alright, fine. I guess I could spare you.” Gloriosa sighed and went back to her trolley to properly organize her things.

“And don't worry, I’m not going to Kill you today.. You'll be able to sleep tonight..”

“Y-You’re going to let me go?!”

“Don't you listen?! I already told you no!” Gloriosa replied with anger. “Now shut up!”

She approached Sour Sweet again and felt the Fresh blood that came from her arms and laughed.

She ran her trembling fingers along the side of her face and laughed demonically, out loud.

Feeling the warm blood on her face made her groan in pleasure.

“Haha!! You're blood makes up for my anger!! Fuck! This is the best!”

“You're crazy! You're mentally insane!” Sour Sweet watched in horror as her own blood was being toyed with.

“Oh don't worry honey, I already know that~” Gloriosa chuckled before heading over the flight of stairs.

“Now, let's see how long it will take for your friends to realize You're gone.. And then i'll get to helplessly watched them look for you, and never find you!! Haha!!!” Gloriosa mocked, before treading up the stairs.

“Have a nice night~” She said lastly before walking off out of the den, and back to the Camp.

Author's Note

Haha, i'm an asshole for making this chapter shorter than the others.
But I'm a slow paced writter and dont always have the energy and the motivation to write. I think the next chapter might be short as well.
Sorry guys!
Any comments/feedback is really appreaciated!