Broken Mirror and Other Morbid Tales by Carmilla Voiez

Author:Carmilla Voiez
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: horror, dark fantasy, LGBTQIA
Publisher: Carmilla Voiez
Published: 2017-08-01T00:00:00+00:00

Broken Mirror

TW: Self mutilation, body dysmorpia

Mario faced away from me. His shoulders rose and fell with every breath. I pushed myself out from under the starched covers and padded across to the bathroom.

The full length mirror, hung opposite the bathroom door, attracted my attention. I paused in front of it, flashing a smile and pinching my nipples playfully. I glanced back at my lover. He didn’t turn. He didn’t seem to notice I had left the bed.

I stretched my long, sinewy legs and twirled gracefully. I admired my ass, still high, and the soft skin of my lower back and upper thighs. I still had it. I still knocked young men out.

After using the bathroom I returned to bed. I pressed my chest against Mario’s back. He released a stifled sigh. I stroked his dark hair, still damp with sweat, but he didn’t respond. He must be deep in some dream. I hoped he was dreaming of me.

My own dreams, when I returned to them, involved running. Was I chasing someone or being chased? Exhilarating, the freedom of stretching my limbs and racing through long grass. The wind caught my hair. It caressed the strands like a gentle lover.

Sunlight, ripping through a gap in the curtains, woke me. Mario lay motionless. His back still facing me. I touched his shoulder. He was cold, so I tucked the covers around his body before leaving the bed. I opened the window and smoked a cigarette. He didn’t stir even when the sunlight hit his face with its full force. I must have exhausted the poor bastard.

I tossed my cigarette butt onto a flat roof, closed the window and drew the curtains. The room darkened. I paced around for a while, wondering whether I should wake Mario, deciding instead to take a shower. I wanted my body to smell fresh, ready for our next embrace.

Again the mirror attracted my attention. Shadows lurked beneath my eyes; purple and black stained my skin. I rubbed them, and dragged fingers through my hair. It used to be longer, but I thought this short cut suited me. It framed my face and brought out the bright blue of my eyes.

I opened the bathroom door. Mirrors followed me here as well. I noticed grey amongst my brown tresses and considered tugging them out, but worried that would only make more appear. I would visit a hairdresser and get them to dye it. I was far too young to look old.

The shower was hot and powerful. It massaged my shoulders and back and ran between my thighs. I thought again of Mario curled up on the bed. I stroked my chest and imagined my hands were his. My fingers strayed over my arms and stomach. I wrapped my arms across my chest and pushed my nails into the skin of my back then stroked the curves of my pert ass. I thought to myself how lucky Mario would be when he eventually awoke.

My hand crept between my thighs. As if struck by a lightning bolt my hand jerked away.

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