Tony Loves Benji | By : MyBloodItches Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 2466 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Tone…really- me and Tim. We’re just..” I tried to explain feeling the cuffs being shackled to my hands- keeping both the shaking arms restricted against the beds head board.
“You were just fucking. I know. Benji believe me- if you want me to believe you then you need to do a better job of hiding your fuck marks!” He screamed to me before taking the joint out of his mouth- pressing the lit end into the flesh on my neck- the smoldering cherry burning the tender skin, making me cry out.
That’s when I remembered the girl’s lips- never leaving my neck. She’d been sucking on it roughly the whole time. She’d left a hickey. And I realized I’d done this to myself- this was my punishment for doing wrong.
“Oh god….Tony I’m so sorry.” I tried to promise him- terrified of what was to happen now that my unfaithful behavior was uncovered. He lit up with rage- throwing down the now un-lit joint just looking at me, as if no one had ever done such a thing to him.
“You fucking whore- you useless fuck-rag!” He then stated pulling his own shirt off- throwing it at me viciously Now sounding alittle bit hurt as well.
“So did he fuck you?” He demanded and I bit my lip pitifully. This was getting complicated. Because I knew that if he found out I’d lied about who I’d been with I’d probably be in even more trouble. But if I just kept quiet and allowed Tim to be implicated into it all- I knew had was only going to come of it. After all- Tim was happily married and straight. There was really no need to drag him into it all.
“No…” I said sadly- my eyes clouding just a bit. How the hell was I going to explain it to him? He was going to kill me. Unquestionably he was going to kill me.
“Oh…so you fucked him? You slut. I can’t believe you! All that I’ve done for you and you fuck someone else!! You’re pathetic!!” He announced to me while sitting up over me- swinging his left leg over my chest, straddling my mid- section. I looked up to him a bit frightened, just tearing up.
“Tony you don't understand..” I tried to say sorrowfully- and he just shook his head. Using his hand to slap me hard in the mouth- the unmistakable metallic taste of blood caused me to cry out again.
“I think you’ve done enough talking for one night. God knows what else you’ve been doing with that mouth. You really disappoint me Benjamin..I thought you knew better thais.”is.” He scowled a long sigh- resting both of his hands on my chest, before pulling out a shiny object- the glitter of its blade in the dull light made me frown. I knew what it was immediately. And I felt my stomach drop.
“Tony no!” I squirming a bit underneath the pressure of the bigger mans body- just trying to get him from on top of myself. But to no avail as the more I struggled the more and more he pressed his knees into my stomach- making me pressed for air.
“Relax- you did this to yourself kiddo.” He assured me before using the blade to slice down the front of my tshirt- cutting through the soft cotton with ease. I closed my eyes- because whatever was going to happen I didn't want to know. I guess maybe it wasn't so bad if I didn't see it coming. Or something like that.
“I hope it was worth it. Because you fucked up Benji. You fucked up good.” He spilled out over my cries- and my eyes shot open with the distinct feeling of cool metal being raked down the pale flesh on my chest. I howled in pain- the feeling of the sharp object cutting through my flesh- blood spilling out around the wound.
“Oh my fucking god Tony stop!” I cried louder- my eyes focusing on his wrist- still steadying itself over my heaving chest- trying to keep moving. And the more I moved, the more I squirmed the deeper he pressed the razorblade into my flesh- cutting me deeper down, causing more blood to cascade down my chest.
“Not yet.” He informed me, never taking his eyes from the wound- as if the blood alone excited him enough to continue, each painful stroke seeming to take longer than the last- and My chest was on fire- the wounds aching and throbbing almost immediately.
“Please don't!! Tony please!?” I screamed biting on my lip roughly- enough to the point that I feared I’d just bite the entire way through my lip- the pain becoming to great to withstand. And after the 4th stroke he stopped- tossing the razor down to the floor- admiring his work with a sick smile on his face. Moving his hand down to run a finger along the mass of blood that now ran down my chest collecting in a puddle in the center of my rib cage he pulled a bloody finger back up to his lips, licking it clean. I found myself nearly unconscious- as the pain in my chest began to echo through my body- amplifying with every passing second. My eyes fought to stay open just long enough to take in the new found markings on my chest. Just four menacing letters- carved nearly 5 inches high and a half inch deep into my once flawless chest. Four disgusting letters- labeling me defective.
‘SLUT’.
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