Disclaimer: Do not own them.
Title: Story
Summary: Another knife in his hand and another body to hide. Drabble
Warnings: Cussing PWP (Kinda)OOC Angst
Written By: Shino
Inspired By: Nny:heart:heart: Love him!!
Comments: . . . :cough:cough: that was so much fun to write. I hope I get Nny soon!
Noise- is, well, a noise in the story.
Lyrics (centered) – people in story are listening/can hear it.
Lyrics (centered) - put in for my amusement. (AKA, they cannot hear it)
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Story
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The knife in his hand says it all
Dry dark maroon blood tells a story
Wet bright red blood holds a sorrow
Blood across his face-
His lips
-The small body in front of him hangs limply
Blood pooling around it
Pasty white skin translucent in the single bulb room
He brings the knife to his mouth slowly-
Caught in his own maniac trance
-Tongue running across the blade
His hand reaches out
Palm cupping the young dead boys chin
The coppery taste was never better
Before the laughter overtakes him
Words slip past his lips
"Isn't that right, Squee?"
He laughs.
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Oh, the Angst:prat falls:
100 Words
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