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Lipstick; [Part 3]A Story by Alexx Wake A woman with a dark past forms an all-time vendetta when she discovers the truth behind her lovers affair. [Basement]
There Vita stood, and there James layed... Vita; eyes as hollow enough to see through his empty soul... And that swiss cheese heart of hers... Oh how the holes will never get the chance to be filled... She was use to this. For someone who just wanted to be loved, was now a victim to the definition of desperation. Her past- she put behind her... but she knew this would come back to haunt her... And Adam, the lost lover from the past was set as an example of this "desperation" that has manifested into a darkness inside her that was waiting for its time to peak. With no control over this "darkness"... Vita was no longer herself.
Vita now in tears... Smiling... Just standing there... Beautiful bright blonde hair... In a gorgeous pure white gown... Her skin is as pale as ever... Her shape in body form- like a mannequin; still. As the tears hill over her cherry blossomed lips, she took her time as she walked over to the basement cabinet.
As James was knocked out cold on the floor, Vita then cleared the basement for space, as she gathered some materials...
Tape... Rope... hammer... chains... and an old record player...
She then walked upstairs to the kitchen... Made multiple trips back and fourth..and returned with two wooden chairs, dining table, kitchen knife, and two plates... She then went upstairs to the room... got the two lit cherry blossom candles, and began to set up the table.
She stood against the wall facing the center of the basement.. "Lovely". She said in the most devilish voice you could have ever imagined. She then rubbed her lips together as she turned toward her laying lover.
She than finished up to setting the table... Candles on opposite sides ... plates too.. silverware sat by each plate, as well as the two chairs pushed under- also on opposite sides...
Vita than began to lift James onto the far right end of the table; theere she pushed out a chair and sat him up in a sitting position.
"Rope". she said...
She took the rope she found and went to work, she used all the rope she had to tie his legs against the chair legs- creating an unbreakable bond.
"Chains" she added...
She proceeded to wrap the rusted chains all around his upper body, and looped it across his arms which were tied behind his back... She then clinged an old lock she found by some tools and shut it between the of the chains...
"No key?".. she questioned... "Oh well... No use to me anyway..".
She then took the old thick tape and wrapped it tight around his mouth... and then his eyes.
Vita's captivity was a success, she than blew out the candles and kissed James on the forehead.
Her red lips from the lipstick left a set of lip marks on his cold skin...
"Be right back darling..." She whispered in his ear....
Vita than walked up out the basement and shut the door behind her...
And there James sat... Alone. Captive by ones only love... Out cold. But in peace for the moment...
[To be concluded in PART 4] © 2013 Alexx WakeAuthor's Note
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Alexx WakeJacksonville, FLAboutI'm just a writer who's good at many other things, and bad at others. more..Writing
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