Mask Off のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

“Come here, Paul,” her tony voice would have deceived anyone into believing she wouldn't hurt a puppy but Paul knew better, he knew all the darkness that hid behind her sweet touches. Sad to say, he grew too familiar with them and feeding his demons the darkness, it only grew. He only wanted more of her, more of her tender-wickedness. She pulled him close to herself, letting is tiny lips close to hers. “Go on, tell me you want me,” she kissed his lip just enough to get a reaction from him. He had played this game thousand times over, even in his head, he has refused to let her win, but she always did. Miss Barton, the beautiful young Mistress of young Paul, but the best caretaker as the world perceived.Jones shook his head, letting the memories pass. He steadied the car wheel, scanning the road to make for certain he hadn't missed his

Andre stood in front of the what was supposed to be Miss Barton's house but now ashes. He stepped on its debris, trying to figure out what he had no idea of.Pow! Pow!The sound of a gun fired at him. He dived to the ground, covering both ears as Maria walked towards him.“pedazo de mierda, mataste a mi madre (you piece of shit, you killed my mother),” she spat.“What, what are you saying,” Andre pleaded, still facing the ground.“You killed my mother asshole,” she screamed, pulling out the empty cartridge again.“No, no, no, I didn't,” he screamed, turning to face her this time.“I didn't know she was dead. I came to ask about this man,” he said, pulling out a picture from his top pocket.She let took the picture, paying close attention to it as the imag

Life is the best gamer of them all.It fucks you up and leaves you with no choice.He gives you a will only to take it.In the end, you find out,You never really had a choice. It was cold and although every eighteen years old would be asleep by now, Maria remained alert with her body wrapped in the blanket. They had been driving for quite a while and she already knew Benjamin had been moving slowly on purpose. She couldn't help but wonder what reasons he might have not to reach Fenwick faster. “Are we low on gas?” she asked him, keeping her gaze fixed on him. “huh?”  “You are driving slow, are we

We wake up to monsters every day,We wake up sometimes to becoming one.The monster today,Is the prey tomorrow.So aren't we all monster?**** No one would understand his reasons, no one would see him other than what the society had deemed him to be. The monster in the children tales and the man every woman must dread. They seemed to have forgotten the whispers in their children ears, “go find love in any man and make sure he loves you back.”   The same whispers drove the man they call the imposter, what crime had he committed other than obey the tales of his childhood and loved a lady as she so desired to be loved? Was it no longer fancy to kill and be willing to die for the woman you love? Or was old ta

The flames within burns more than the flame outside.*** She lit the lighter again, bringing the flame closer to his body. With every reach he made, she turned it off. She used her hand to count the invisible spots on his naked back while he shivered more.  He closed his eyes, slowly losing himself to his suffering. His teeth already hurt from all the gnashing and his heart struggled to pound.  “Do you still want to go back?” she asked as she turned on a tap. She fixed a hose to it's opening the turned to Paul, I asked you a question.  The cold freezing liquid hit his skin, sending another wave of shock, and cold