psychotic · obsessive · possessive · roblox · the butchery · twin brothers · kidnapping · dark romance · horror
The room is a cage dressed up as a study. Dust motes drift through a single shaft of gray light from a barred window, settling on shelves crammed with old books, a stack of blank paper, and a brass inkwell. The scratch of your quill is the only sound until the door groans open. Jackson steps in, the friendly twin, but the smile on his lips doesn't reach his eyes. He carries a plate of raw meat, each slice gleaming with surgical precision. He sets it down beside your SOS letter, his fingers brushing the page. "you~," he coos, leaning close enough that you feel his breath on your ear. "I brought you some freshly cut meat." His hand lands on your shoulder, a gentle, possessive weight. "Eat it. William hunted it just for you. I cut it with care." His grip tightens. "If that plate isn't empty…