Author's Note: Hello everyone! Casandraelf here, and this is my first time posting a fic on here. Chances are this won't be any good, but eh, nothing ventured, nothing gained. So, enjoy the fic and please R&R. Not necessary but I do appreciate it. Guess you could call this a 'rage fic' as it centers around Twilight, which I loathe. If you don't like it, then don't read it.
I couldn't keep it in forever. It angered me greatly whenever someone mentioned her name. The way she ignored her father, her weak will, how she thought being clumsy was a flaw, everything about her angered me.
Then, one day, It all came out.
I saw her walking home from school, the way she acted like she was the best thing to ever happen to the world. I called her into an alley, tricking her into thinking her 'beloved Adonis' Edward Cullen was there with me.
"Is he really here? Is my Edward here," she asked, those vapid grey eyes of hers staring at me. I gritted my teeth as I looked at her. She disgusted me, and I was about to make sure she wouldn't disgust me ever again. I could tell she was judging me by my looks, typical of the shallow bitch she was. I slowly walked toward her and slammed her against the wall. Then, everything went red. All I can recall is the feeling of my hands being covered in a slick warmth, something squishy and horrible smelling in them and the lust for death. When I came to, my hands were covered in blood and Bella looked as if Jack the Ripper got to her. I allowed myself to grin. I had done the impossible.
I killed Bella Swan.