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Revenge.

by electricviolence 2 Reviews

You're not going to feel any faint bit of okay when your intestines are wrapped around your skinny little throat.

Category: Horror - Rating: R - Genres: Horror - Characters:  - Published: 2013/06/21 - Updated: 2013/06/21 - 251 words - Complete

The only moment when people seem to realize that they've gone too far,
that they've crossed a line,
that they're definitely not getting away with their actions,
is when they get a punch to the face.

"It's okay." She says, backing away slowly.
Like she's some fucking saint who can just tell whenever it's alright.

No.

It's not fine,
or peachy keen,
or fucking fantabulous.
You're not going to feel any faint bit of okay when your intestines are wrapped around your skinny little throat.
Maybe if you saw how terrible and ugly your insides look, you'd remember that you're not a fucking piece of hot shit on a plate.
Maybe if I cut your fucking tongue out, you'd not have anymore lies to spread around.

"I thought we were friends." She says
as her blood begins to seep into the carpet.
"I was your friend."

Jesus, sweetheart.
You're ridiculous.
"I was your friend."

How many times did I plead with you,
when fists were being driven?
How many times did I cry,
waiting for you to make them stop?
How many terrible things have you said,
just to see me break down?
I can't even count that high, to be honest.

So, you can just take your medicine now, Miss Perfect.
Miss Beautiful.
Miss Everything I'm not.

You can take your medicine.
You can learn your lessons.
You can take everything,
and fucking choke on it.

Because this time,
I'm not going to be here to take it for you.
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