She glances in his direction what's last of his life leaves his body with a single convulsion he lies there paralyzed in a pool of his own blood her hands are stained blood red, the sort of red that oozes out of a lifeless corpse. that awful stench aroused her nostrils and she can't help but to run to the restroom to regurgitate It was an accident purely an accident she meant no harm to him only eternal death she meant to return him from the dirt he once rose from when she plunged the knife into his heart and saw him reach for her with defeat and helplessness in his deceitful eyes those eyes that begged for mercy and forgiveness she couldnt help but to smile to smile for joy and to smile for revenge He had betrayed her trust and loyalty had gone beyond their love for a senseless night of pleasure with a whore who only wanted an orgasm not a commitment cheated that word stuck in her mind, it made her crazy and vengeful But now seeing his lifeless corpse on the floor made her happy, his death satisfied her hunger for revenge he needed to feel the pain that she had gone through still there was a pange, she wouldnt be able to sleep until the whore lies next to her love She gallops into the restroom runs her blood stained hands through her long blonde hair and laughs at the absurd thoughts running through her obsessed mind plotting the death of the whore over and over again the whore's death would be far off worse than her lovers with a smile of pleasure she gets into her car and drives into the night the bloody kitchen knife in the seat next to her and the body of the man she once sacraficed everything for in the trunk of her car they shall be together once more in a grave of death and pure sexual delightBirth sign: Aries
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