This is High School!Verse so they are around 18-19 here. Anyway, contains gore and all those things. If you don't like it, don't read it. :)
I loathed the way they mocked my dear. My perfect soul-mate. His name tainted with their insults and mockery, I want to strangle all of them. I want to kick their stomachs and make them take back on what they have said. I want to torment them, no torture them. Watch their bodies crawl at the ground and beg for mercy.
A pretty, innocent face covered such dark thoughts. Whenever they mocked, I will reply sweetly that they're wrong. They will laugh at me and continue their vile insults.
They were disgusting.
I hated them.
Rhonda, remember when you said he had absolutely no fashion sense? Look who's talking. Besides, did I mentioned you look good in red? Your face was hardly recognisable after I was done with you. Your blood seeped in your red dress with ease. It was surprising they found your body 4 months after.
Harold, who knew you were actually allergic to something. Of course my beloved would rather investigate what he says before he takes his first bite but you, you were different. A fat pig you were. Aren't you thankful that I force-fed you those blueberries? But I have to say, when your face swelled and when you were choking, it was ever so amusing.
Stinky did you mention that he was dull as dirt? Don't you find it ironic your insides were covered with dirt after I threw your body on that bush?
Sid you were next. You and Stinky are such best of friends, wouldn't it be ever so wonderful when your death was near his? Though drowning you was terribly easy.
Gerald, you were an easy victim. I'm ever so surprised that you hadn't found a way out of that shed before it set on fire.
Phoebe you mentioned my dear was eccentric. You getting hung by the neck by your own intestines, don't you think that was eccentric too?
Eugene, Sheena, Nadine and Curly, you four were spared. But it wouldn't be fun if I hadn't cut off something very important. But without tongues, I knew you wouldn't be blabbing.
Sheena you just had to push your luck ever so much. Try and attempt to write my crimes without fingers or toes. I dare you.
Helga what did you do to bewitch my beloved. You turned his eyes away from me and now you have to pay the toll. You're next on my list. Don't worry, I'll be much more gentle with you. You are his love after all.
And Arnold, a little bird told me that you weren't letting him visit again. That was such a bad decision, Arnold. I like you, Arnold but I have to do this.
My name is Lila Sawyer and my future husband is my loveable, Arnie. No one will stand in my way and no one would taint such heavenly name with insults that came from the dead's tongue.
This. Is the result of me reading too much horror fics. Anyway, I'll get back writing 'Sickeningly Sweet' and I'll finish off 'The Gypsy Stall'.
