Chapter 21
To Bathe In Blood
***EPOV
He was whimpering on the floor. At my feet. Whimpering.
"Pathetic," I growl, slamming my foot into his face. The sickening crunch is loud. Not nearly enough. I want him wailing in agony for what he did to that girl.
To Bella.
Angered at the visions tearing through my brain, I slam him down to the floor, stomach first.
I hear his ribs break. Still not enough.
"You. Are. Unfit. To. Live. Understand me?" I snapped, slamming my foot into his back. His spine caved under the weight. What choice did it have? He was fundamentally so much weaker than I.
His screams echo through the cavern's walls. Stupid fucker had the nerve to scream out for Hades.
As if that asshole would dare face me.
Yanking on Demotrix's hair, I pulled on it until his back was bent unnaturally inward. Pressed down harder with my foot and lowered my head closer to his.
Oh, yeah. He could rape an eleven year old girl but in the face of justice, all he does is cry pathetically. I could hear his fucking sniffles. "Now listen carefully," I said. "I'm going to rip your head and spine clear off your body. Got it?" here the bastard had the nerve to try and start begging which only earned him my foot deeper into his back.
I knew that crack would be irreparable.
Didn't matter. "And," I continued, standing straight and bracing myself. "I'm going to do it slow enough for you to feel every vertebrae come loose before you die. Ready?"
Rhetorical, really. Pulling back, I slowly tore his head off, his screams dying way before the end of his spine had slid out of where his neck had been.
Yeah...I warned you all.
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