Virulent (Folie a Deux 1) - Page 16

“Hi Daddy,” she replies in a sing-song tone.

Fuck; still gone.

“How are you holding up?” I press as gently as I can.

“I want to kill something,” she replies bluntly.

I arch an eyebrow as I take another step into the room. “Oh yeah? What’s that?”

“Anything.”

I run a hand over my mouth and eye her warily as she sits up on the bed and props herself up on her elbows. She turns her head toward me—slowly, deliberately, and smiles. “Wanna kill something with me, Daddy?”

I’m hard and I don’t know why, but I also know that a move to fuck her right now could end up with me becoming a dickless wonder. Molly’s exciting in that way. I never know if she’s going to kill me or fuck me, and it makes our little relationship interesting.

“I’ll tell you what,” I begin as I slide my hands into my pockets to appear less threatening to the monster inside of her head, “as soon as you’re feeling better, we’ll go out and have ourselves some more fun. Okay?”

Molly pouts and throws herself back onto the bed. She picks her dolly up off her lap where it’s fallen and throws it across the room in a little temper tantrum that I’ve become accustomed to.

“You know that Daddy always wants to take care of you and make sure that you have as much as possible,” I say, fully entering the room. I go over to the retrieve the doll from where its landed in front of the dresser, and dust it off before I go back to Molly and place it on the bed next to her. “And how can you have fun when I can see that you’re still not my baby girl just yet?”

“I’m sorry,” she relents softly. I can see her lower lip quivering, so I reach down and kiss her gently.

“Got nothing to be sorry for, Molly. You just stay here until you feel better,” whenever the fuck that happens to be, “then we’ll go back out there and show the world what it’s missing. Sound like a plan?”

She reaches up and wipes the tears away from her beautiful face and nods.

“Wanna cuddle?” she asks me hopefully.

“Hell yes,” I reply with a grin.

With a little bit of luck, I’ll know when this shit has finally left her system because she’ll mount up and ride me until we both pass out.

I give her arm a little shove and she immediately rolls over onto her side, her tiny form taking on a fetal position. I lower myself onto the bed and spoon right up to her, pulling her close and kissing the back of her head. She’ll be asleep in no time, and to be quite honest, I probably will be too.

And it leaves me asking myself the same question I always wonder when I fall asleep with Molly in my arms.

Will I wake up tomorrow in the Heaven of her arms or in the fiery pits of Hell atoning for all of the sins I’ve committed in my life so far?

Jealous Rage

Molly

In the dark, I open my eyes. I feel normal, if you can call it that. Pike’s arm is wrapped around me, and the pain of the past few days slams into my chest. I could’ve hurt him. I know that I should leave, I should let Pike go and let him live a life filled with love, but I’m selfish. I don’t want to lose the only person who’s ever loved me.

Love.

It’s a stupid emotion that people offer up as an explanation for either hurting someone or lying to someone. It’s how I learned early on that there are evil people in the world. It’s when I first broke. When my mind had to fracture to survive.

Pike doesn’t know what happened. I’ve never told him the truth. If he found out, he’d never love me. If he knew how tainted I really was, how the little girl inside me is hidden so deep that the only time she comes out, is when she wants to hurt those that hurt her.

Yes; he does allow me to play, to do things that I know are wrong, but it’s not really me. It’s her. She likes to see the blood of those who have wronged her. So, he looks after me. He condones what I do and puts it down to my broken mind—only, it’s part of who I am. And somehow, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get better.

Unless we do it to them. We can get revenge.

“Baby girl,” Pike’s voice comes from behind me in the dark, calming my erratic heartbeat that I know he can feel because his hand is on my breast. He’s been holding onto my tit for hours, and I haven’t moved because it gives me some kind of reassurance that he’s not going anywhere. If I can feel him against me, I know I’m safe.

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