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My timing was perfect.
     
    Timing? I asked. I wanted you to kiss me since our first date. And you wanted to wait. So we wait, then you bait me out here, and glue me to the ground? What the hell is wrong with you? Let me go!
     
    He laughed softly, God Ivy, I wasn't sure about you at first, but I was right & You'll get your kiss.
     
    Terror flooded through me, What do you want, Jake?
     
    I'll show you, he leaned closer, grinning. As his lips touched mine, I cried out, unable to contain the agonizing pain.
     
    The feeling of razor wire slid inside me, from my lips to my toes.
     
    It snaked through my body. Sharpness tore into me like a million little fishing hooks, all snagging my insides at once.
     
    I tried to scream, but Jake's lips were pressed to mine. His hands clutched my face, holding me still, preventing me from moving and breaking the kiss. Adrenaline pumped into me, making my thoughts splinter off into a dozen different directions, trying to find a way out. The sensation cut deeper, as I writhed beneath him. I desperately tried to think of a way to ease the pain, and did the only thing that would make him stop, without thinking about what would happen next.
     
    Sucking his lip into my mouth, I bit down hard. Jake pulled away screaming, as tangy warmth filled my mouth. A warm trail spilled over my cheek. I spit out a mouth full of his blood.
     
    Swearing, he moved away from me, cradling his lip with his palm, trying to stop the flow of crimson.
     
    Trees creaked, snapping my gaze to their massive trunks. My eyes sifted through the shadows hoping that someone was there.
     
    But there was no one. We were alone. No one would save me.
     
    Jake returned fuming. That was stupid, Ivy. I would have been nice, and made it less painful. But not now. He lunged at me. Screaming, I tried to break free. Crushing lips met mine. The razor wire sensation snaked down my throat, filling my body. It hooked into every inch of flesh and muscle, spreading deep into my bones. Then he pulled the invisible razors. Hard.
     
    The intense pain tore through me, and I was unable to stop him. My tensed muscles tried to endure the agony, as spots formed and my vision flickered. Frantically, my mind tried to figure out what was happening. Logic didn't have an answer, but my body knew exactly what was happening. My soul, my very being that was locked deep within me he was ripping it out. It didn't slide away, loose like a ribbon, tied in a pretty bow. It was attached to me, in an inseparable kind of way. Inseparable things I learned could be separated, but it hurt like hell.
     
    Releasing me from his kiss, Jake paused just before I passed out. Oh God, he wants me awake. Drowsiness pulled at me, making it difficult to think. Pain spindled in my muscles as they twitched uncontrollably. Jake wiped the back of his hand across his bloodstained mouth and smiled down at me, delighted.
     
    I spit out more of his blood onto the ground. It tasted wrong.
     
    It had a weird tang that made me gag. I knew his blood covered my lips and washed across my face, but I couldn't wipe it away.
     
    Hysterical sobs bubbled up from my stomach, but I swallowed them whole, not wanting him to see my terror.
     
    Trembling, a single word formed in my mind, and spilled over my bloody lips, Why?
     
    His greedy smile vanished and his face contorted. His beautiful features were skewed, showing no trace of the guy I knew. Veins bulging, he spit, just missing my face. He snarled, You're one of them. Why else would I hunt you? Following you around for months, listening to you and your insignificant life.
     
    Why would I waste my time with someone like you?
     
    Hatred flashed across my face. Why'd you wait? Why not just suck out my soul three months ago? The words felt odd to say, but I knew they were true.
     
    I had to wait for this to appear. Flicking a curl away from my face, his fingers touched the skin above my brow. That's interesting. Your mark is more.... He