Life's A B***h And Then You Die

Life's a b***h and then you die

Plunging in the long knife into his delicate flesh, blood spewed across the walls. Drops of blood covered her face as she look upon the dying man as he slowly stopped. That excruciating pain wasn't enough! The pain he had thrusted upon her, he'd changed the whole personality of what she was. The pitied man laid gasping for breath so with yet another plunge of the knife she dug it straight into his heart. A simple flick of her wrist and the twist of the knife she pulled it down ripping through his body.

 

Leaving the blood splattered room she held the knife in her hands covered by black leather gloves she whipped blood off. She left the cloth, now ridden with the deep red blood, on the floor discarded. The door was left open showing the only light in the darkest of nnights. A horror sight for the next passer by.

 

Entering this large house, too big for one person. She began to strip off and change into clean cloths. Dipping the leather cloths into boiling hot water to kill off any bacteria and DNA several times this was repeated. This was done everytime b efore being put into a normal washing machine.

 

Sat down. This large room brought back loving and terror some memory's. She picked up a book, it was turquoise with a gold floral pattern across the cover, she opened it and began to read. 'I was no hit man. I was wronged and in my life and line of work death is the only answer.' "Take her by the hand, tell her goodbye, Kiss her goodnight" he told Devon hold the gun straight against his head. There was many people in the room and each had their part to play. He was no angel my Devon but he was mine. I was making him better he'd given it all up. What they had known him as was gone, forgotten. I watched, sitting clung to the banister looking through gaps in the door. Hearing the creaking of the door I ran straight up into the bedroom. I pretended to be asleep. Gently he woke me up. I'd never seen him cry before. I held him so closely, I felt tear drops on my shoulder as we held on for dear life. I could hear their steps outside, they were escorting him to his death. He whispered in my ear "Don't move, just stay here, stay safe my love." She read her recollections. As through they happened not long ago. Her heart beated like a thousand drums. Blood rushed so fast warming her making her hot and clammy. "No!" My voice hushed slightly "don't go, please" I held on to his hand. He pushed my hand away from his, as he began to walk out of dark bedroom. They thundered in restraining him holding him there right in front of me. He fought back oh my did he fight. This was an unfair fight he was over powered and out numbered. Tears ran down my face as I watched him as they held his head back giving a clear shot. With one single blow, he was down. Blood across the wall and my face, my arms, my whole body. I screamed. They were gone with in a flash.

Author's Note

something different i guess