''LET ME GO......!''I laughed insanely as the helpless woman faught to get
free from my grasp.I had my hand wrapped around her torso,digging my
fingure nails into her flesh,
the sharp nails pierced her flesh sinking deep into her skin;causing even
more painful
screams that echoed in the walls of the Kitchen,the empty kitchen,built in
an empty
house-at least it soon would be empty.
I threw the whore onto the kitchen table,tieing her arms and legs to the chairs.She continued screaming for help!help that would come for her,but it would be to late.
I skiped towards the counter and in one of the cabinents I found my favorite weapon the weapon that I'm known to use!a butcher's knife,for my name is Butcher Bill.
''Well you......Shut the fuck up,bitch.''I command my voice pitched to high for my likeing.I look over my shoulder at the Woman as I sharpen the blade,my eyes widen for I'm shocked at the sight that greets me.The bitch is actually...trying to get free! she is tugging on the ropes-oops-I meant to say barbed wire,water glazes over her eyes and crystal trails stream down her strawberry cheeks,as the wire bites her skin.
I finish sharpening and now it's time for choping.
I walk over slowly to the table,I hear the screams fadeing!the woman's probably screamend so damn much,that she can't scream any longer,that won't last long! soon she'll be screaming and bleeding.
Her eyes widend as she sees me infront of her all of a sudden.I take a deep breath, smiling sickly,I raise the knife into the air my hand brings it down.
-She screams her last scream
and what else would she scream,except for her husbands name?!.
Once I'm finished with my work.I've seat up the table for her husbands dinner,and I leave him a little note,and some red roses.
A/N:What ya'll think?!I know I write short fics,but as it grows it'll get longer.How do you like my slaughterer?!is he pyscho enough for you?or should I bring it up a bit?!. Remember:leave a review!if you would be so....kind.And if you wanna know what happened to that woman,read the next chapter.
I threw the whore onto the kitchen table,tieing her arms and legs to the chairs.She continued screaming for help!help that would come for her,but it would be to late.
I skiped towards the counter and in one of the cabinents I found my favorite weapon the weapon that I'm known to use!a butcher's knife,for my name is Butcher Bill.
''Well you......Shut the fuck up,bitch.''I command my voice pitched to high for my likeing.I look over my shoulder at the Woman as I sharpen the blade,my eyes widen for I'm shocked at the sight that greets me.The bitch is actually...trying to get free! she is tugging on the ropes-oops-I meant to say barbed wire,water glazes over her eyes and crystal trails stream down her strawberry cheeks,as the wire bites her skin.
I finish sharpening and now it's time for choping.
I walk over slowly to the table,I hear the screams fadeing!the woman's probably screamend so damn much,that she can't scream any longer,that won't last long! soon she'll be screaming and bleeding.
Her eyes widend as she sees me infront of her all of a sudden.I take a deep breath, smiling sickly,I raise the knife into the air my hand brings it down.
-She screams her last scream
and what else would she scream,except for her husbands name?!.
Once I'm finished with my work.I've seat up the table for her husbands dinner,and I leave him a little note,and some red roses.
A/N:What ya'll think?!I know I write short fics,but as it grows it'll get longer.How do you like my slaughterer?!is he pyscho enough for you?or should I bring it up a bit?!. Remember:leave a review!if you would be so....kind.And if you wanna know what happened to that woman,read the next chapter.