He picked it up and stared at her lips once again.

You can't be happy, you just can't be happy without me.

He thought and dug the pen into her upper lip, making a hole with it. He laughed silently as he continued till he wished the lips fall off. He then picked up and munched it in his mouth, wishing she would scream in pain as he did.

He felt great, felt better to see her empty. But he wanted more, more of her being void.

He took the pen as dug it into the left eye, making holes in it and watched it fall off before repeating the...