[Fuck, I make some stupid decisions when I’m horny.]
Alison would like to say this out loud. However, just minutes after enchanting herself to be more like a porcelain doll, she demanded her boyfriend destroy her head. Boy, did he follow through.
[Is there anything left of it?]
She swiped her hands where her head had been moments ago. The backs of her hands scraped minor rough fragments of what she assumed was her obliterated head remnants, but found no major pieces.
[Fuck, is my head just dust? Or did he swipe away the big pieces? Mmmm, my head is really fucked this time]
Meanwhile, Evan watched her writhing body. He had swept the head fragments off the bed and into a small trash bag. Shaking the closed bag made a satisfying clashing sound of broken glass. He dropped it into a wide cardboard box and began to crush the bag with his boot. Satisfying crunches rang out with the sound of grinding glass.
With Alison’s headless body mindlessly shifting on the bed, Evan picked up the bag. “I hope that’s destroyed enough for you, babe.” He opened the bag and dumped the contents into a mason jar. It was mostly glistening powder with the occasional chunk of jagged porcelain. He tossed the empty bag into the box and kicked the box under the bed. He sealed the jar with its lid and shook it for good measure.
[Where is he? God, I hope he left my head in pieces big enough to put back together.]
Alison slipped her hand down between her legs.
[…I kinda hope we can’t put it back together again. Kind of.]
She would find out soon enough.
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