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I head straight for the knives I’ve been planning for this moment, just not like this This was supposed to happen when he was sleeping, and I had the advantage But I’o to waste Not when I can finally get e

I reach the knives right as Ryan’s arers are already closed around the handle, causing the drawer to rip out of the slot with him Silverware and knives scatter across the floor A spike of excites I could use to kill hith away

So close

Thefrohtlessness, and then sla off the tiled floor Everything in my seizes My breath, my heart and my vision

I’ainoverfor breath like a pissed off bull with a rider on its back His fists curl and uncurl, in and out, seen in some semblance of control

My eyes slide to his, and I can only i to killat him intensely I’ve never hated anyone so much in my life

Fuck Barbie, or Billy, or an

y of the slie ofAnd at least Barbie never ave me any semblance of hope that she’d love me

This devil of man built me up just to destroyme back GiveTell irl froe strapped to her back and a jaded attitude

He reached his hand into my chest cavity, pulled outpersonal

Spiders of black ink slowly bleed into his eyes until I’ at a man possessed by a demon His top lip curls into a snarl and he studies azelle

“I haven’t decided what I want to do with you yet,” he says, eyeingexactly where and how he’s going to inflict pain

I lift up onhis eyes despite the fact that I’ closing in onto hurtmy teeth “There’s not an inch of ed”

Narrowing his eyes, he bends over and heavesit more difficult to lift es hiives me more satisfaction I spit in his face, and the moment he flinches away and lifts his hands to wipe it away, I headbutt him

I’ve no fucking idea how to properly headbutt, but assuerous levels, I hardly feel it His head snaps back, blood spurts from his nose and across h off his pain, I kick in his kneecap before he can regain composure