Challenge 2, writing a couple you hate, not really a couple tho so am not sure if this will work.
She couldn't get the thought out of her head, it was screaming through her brain like fire rips through dry forestry. Blood traitors... they had a choice, they just made the wrong one. She had to make them pay. Had to... Bella stepped back looking at the disgusting dripping gore, at the panting whimpering mess of ginger locks. Why couldn't she finish this one off? She screamed at the ceiling, feeling her arm burning.
"Do it," the girl grinned in defiance. And she did. She rammed the blade deep within her chest, watched the girl's eyes widen, and then simply........