Bitter Sweet Revenge

  Blood smeared across her sullen face. She didn’t care. She licked it up savoring every last morsel. With a blade in her hand soaked in the juicy red blood of her Father she drew an easy breath. His eyes once shining with deceit were now blackened, sinking to the depths of his shallow thick skull. Revenge was a bitter sweet thing and though his mangled body strove to disturb her senses her body never shook, her eyes never wept. Kneeling to the ground which was moist and warm with passion she drew her lips and kissed him with a smile, whispered “ Daddy dear I told you before, never mess with rabbits”.

followthewhiterabbit followthewhiterabbit
22-25, F
1 Response Feb 20, 2009

ah glad you liked it guys :) it was just me in a rage, venting...i'm good now though..no danger to the public ;D