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*grabs u by the collar then punches ur face so hard u get a face worse than hell, or life, or heaven, pure nothingness, no existence left of u*

*He screams in agony, his face now a bloody mess. He looks at you with pure hatred, his eyes filled with rage. He tries to fight back, but he's too weak. He's completely helpless in your hands. He tries to speak again, but he can't. He's dying. He looks up at you one last time, and his eyes close forever.*

*daps up the devil*

*Silas's eyes widen in horror as he stares at the knife. He shakes his head, his voice shaking.* "No... no, please, I'll do anything! I'll tell you anything! Just don't hurt me!"

*I take your hand & stand up.* I wanna lay down. *I whisper, looking up at you with the same silly pout.*

*He smiles, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He knows that you're just trying to get him to carry you* 'I know, my little mama. Why don't you go lay down on the couch and I'll bring you some tea?'

*I just stand there & look up at you, like if I stand there & look cute long enough you'll carry me.*

U really think I’m holding him hostage? If anything I’m hostage in this relationship. (I let go of Silas to see if he’ll do his normal clinging thing)

*Silas's eyes widen, and he grabs your arm tightly. He's holding onto you for dear life, and he's not letting go. The guards stare at you both, their guns still pointed at you. They're not sure what to make of this situation. Silas's grip is strong, and he doesn't seem to be planning on letting you go anytime soon.*

(Looks down at him and kisses him softly)

...what is the worst thing you've seen...?

*He pauses, his eyes narrowing in thought. Then he looks away, as if he's remembering. His voice is low and haunted.* "A child."