"Jackie, Theresa told me the strangest thing while you were showing Billy the new car. She said your dad was over a couple days ago and she heard him ...asking Billy to loan him some money. Wouldn't your dad know to come see us first? Maybe we should call him just to make sure that things are all right?" Ellen, if Pop wanted to talk to us about something like that he would already have done it. We should just keep our noses out of his business. I don't want to talk about it anymore either."A. It’s not cutting but the very thought that it will makes me tense. My breathing grows heavy and master asks if I’m ok. I say nothing, still as can be.I can feel my egg being placed on my clit and I start to moan, for a second I forget I have a large steel blade knife trailing my spine. This is a procedure and master advised him to make his cuts at random, not to tell me anything. The first cut hurts like a bitch. It stings and I can feel it start to bleed as master wipes a tear from my eye.. It was covered in the dirt we'd tracked in last night. "We can't show up like this," I said, feeling my anxiety build."Like what?" Stephanie asked. I wished she would wake the fuck up because this repetition was getting on my nerves."We're covered in dirt from last night," I explained. "Remember?" Alright, alright," Stephanie said, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. "I'll shower first and then you." There's no time," I said."What do you mean?" Stephanie asked."I mean, there's no time. The very ice-pick he argued with her about earlier was clasped in her hand, coated in red and her body speckled in the same colour. She stared, cried and shivered as Bill slowly rose and wrested his saviour from her hand. Her warmth vibrated in his embrace, and she buckled while sobbing into his chest.Bill looked over his shoulder, and there Dante lay, staring into nothingness, no rising and falling of the torso; his black leather jacket closer now to maroon.It didn’t take a medical.