Page 29 of Voodoo Doll
“The only way to move forward is to know that the two of you wretched people won’t hurt anyone else the way you’ve hurt me. And I cannot control what you do. So, there’s only one option. I must make sure you cannot hurtanyoneever again.”
I stood and approached the two of them, now slumped against the back of the couch they shared. For a moment, I stared down at them; at their joined hands, a final token of their utter betrayal of me. I shook my head, a grim huff of laughter escaping me at the irony. Reaching down, I separated their hands, lifting them up and letting them fall limp to test their responsiveness. Both fell like a stone.?
Good. The wine had truly worked.?
It was time.
“You never should have crossed me, Joshy.” I spit out Kayla’s pet name for him with disdain. “Right now, you are panicking, realizing that you cannot control your bodies, or even your voices. You’re realizing that you’re completely helpless. That you are in my power now. I control you.”
I moved in front of Joshua, making sure that I was squarely in his field of vision before continuing. I ran my hands up the front of my body, over my breasts. I swore I could feel the phantom touch of Master trailing behind my hands.?
I smiled, feeling a bit more confident.?
He was with me.?
With his help, I could do this. I would do this.
I straddled Joshua’s lap, continuing to touch myself. I unbuttoned the top of my shirt, showing him just what he had given up. “You could have had all of this, Josh.” I started grinding against him. “I was yours. Ready to marry you, to live the rest of my life with you. I TRUSTED you!”
Without warning, I slapped him across the face, hard enough to make his head jerk to the side. Grabbing his chin roughly, I dragged him back around to face me.?
He needed to see me, to see my face as I claimed my vengeance. I glanced down to see that I’d split his lip open. Blood, bright red and glistening, dripped down his chin.?
I paused for a moment, hesitating. Could I actually do this? Could I actually go through with the plan?
At that moment, the moment my doubt and insecurity surged, Master was there.?
I felt the tingle of magic under my skin as he laid claim to me. I mentally relinquished control as he took over and I became a passenger in my own body. Silently, I thanked him for helping me be strong. I knew, through the magic somehow, that I still had control of my voice.
“No one crosses me like that, Joshy. No one gets away with it. Never again. I hope getting your dick wet was worth it.” My arm moved at Master’s bidding, and I set the point of the blade directly below one of my ex-lover’s eye sockets. I heard Master’s voice in my mind, helping give me the words to say next.
“You took my heart, Joshua. I gave you my heart, and you stomped on it. You broke it into pieces. You ruined my life. And now I require something in exchange. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and a life for a life.” Master may have been prompting my words, but I felt them deep in my soul.?
The knife moved, parting the skin of Joshua’s cheek. Blood fell like tears. Tears he never cried for me. Another flick, and matching crimson droplets adorned the other side of his face. I felt my heart tighten, but I breathed deep and relaxed into Master’s control.
“I truly hope you enjoyed your time with her, Joshua. I hope you two truly, deeply loved one another. I hope that you wanted to marry each other, to make vows to one another. Till death do you part, isn’t that how it goes? Well… perhaps I can help make that vow come true, at least.” His eyes widened almost imperceptibly. “You brought this upon yourself, you fucking bastard. You could have had everything. Now I will take everything from you.”
I watched my hand move once more, the instrument of Master’s will and my vengeance. Slowly, the blade traced a path of red from one of my betrayer’s ears to the other, under his chin. A bubbling gurgle was the only sound he made as hot crimson sprayed across my arms and chest. It felt like Master’s embrace around me. His eyes remained locked on mine, and I returned the stare, unblinking, until I saw the light go out of them.
I felt Master’s touch lighten, allowing me to move once more, although I knew he could take control again in an instant. With a sigh of satisfaction, I slid off of Joshua’s lap, shifting to stand infront of Kayla. I looked down at her paralyzed form, meeting her gaze. I knew that she was taking in the sight of me covered in her cheating lover’s blood. The thought of her abject terror brought a smile to my lips.
“And now you, bestie. BFF’s, right? Best friends forever. That’s what we promised each other, wasn’t it? To be best friends for life? I held up my end of the bargain, Kay. And now, you get to hold up yours. For the rest of our lives, we said. Well, for the rest of your life, anyway.” I spat each word at her with acidic, saccharine sweetness. Tears welled in my eyes as I remembered sleep-overs, shared secrets, pinkie promises, and all the rest. All of it, a waste. Ruined.
“How could you do this to me, you fucking bitch? I trusted you, too. But you couldn’t let me have one fucking thing just for myself, could you? I’ve lived my life in your shadow, and I was content there. I wanted this one thing for me. But you just had to have it.” Tears streamed freely now, making tracks in the splatters of blood on my cheeks. I didn’t care.?
“You could have had any man you wanted! Look at you, with your perfect skin and perfect hair and perfect body and perfect tits! You could have had anyone, but you couldn’t be content with that. You had to have MY man.”
I didn’t even need Master’s guidance as I struck out, stabbing through her shirt, through the skin of one breast, and punctured the implant beneath. She’d been so fucking proud of those. Her nostrils flared, and I laughed humorlessly through my tears. I placed the tip of the knife between her breasts and slowly carved down, parting cloth and skin with equal ease. She hadn’t even been wearing a bra, the fucking slut. I laughed again at her now lop-sided chest. So much for the perfect model looks. Beads of crimson like rubies fell from the long slit that now bisected her once perfect figure.
“I hate you, Kayla King. I hate you for what you took from me. For pretending to be my closest friend. I hate you for making me trust you.” I smiled sweetly down at her. “But I love you for taking me to le Désir Mystique.”
“If it wasn’t for you, I never would have gone in there. And I never would have met my new Master. All of this.” I gestured to Joshua with the knife. “This is all your fault, you know? You led me to the man who showed me I was strong. That I deserved vengeance. You introduced me to the very person who helped me see that I was worth more than being lied to and cheated on and made a fool.”
I leaned forward towards her and held the knife between us. “I really must thank you for helping me see the truth. And now, I want my face to be the last thing you see before I end you.”
Tears seeped from Kayla’s eyes, but I was beyond caring. I was beyond compassion.?
I gripped behind her head, fisting those perfect locks tight, forcing her to look up at me. I barely felt the knife slip between her ribs. I barely felt the blood wet my hand as I stabbed again and again and again, never breaking eye contact with her.
