Warning: It is disturbing.
I don't hate Jack,I adore him ,he deserves to be happy...but my muses sometimes are harsh ...so read if you want :)
Something glittered in her hand and then with great strength and quickness, leaving him no time to react
she pushed the knife into his flesh,below his sternum ,exactly where she wanted to...
The steel felt like a glass smooth and cool , at first it didn't even hurt just a strange feeling of something cold and uncomfortable where it shouldn't be...
His body wasn't his any longer as it fell backward like puppet with strings suddenly cut off...
The woman was over him, he though that her lips were beautiful , adorned with bright red lipstick, there was amusement in her eyes...the black curtain of her long, slick, cool hair fell over his face drowning all light out...she was beautiful...she was killing him...
The pain came sharply, reminding him that he had a body..
She pushed the blade deeper effortlessly, deftly and he knew that she was one of them. As was he. The killers.
It didn't mater if you were on good or bad side, always and simply you were a killer. Death- always with you, by you, because of you...
Faces of women that died because of him flashed trough his mind.
Teri - on the day of their wedding...so beautiful,with eyes so full of hope...
Teri - with still face and bloody wound in her midsection...and in her torn womb...
Claudia - full of fire,so trusting...
Claudia - faceless - (he didn't even see her body)with hair soaking blood...
Nina - so fragile and saying his name as if he was the only man in the world...as if she really loved him...
Nina - sprawled still on the floor the fear of death frozen in her eyes...
Love,regret,anger,pain all mixing,swirling into one unrecognizable whirlpool of emotions...
Mind trying to sort it out and not understanding...
Body trying to cope ...his lungs drowning with blood...weak attempts to replace it with air,painful gasps...
Her lips,hot and suffocating moving over his,muffling his dying moans,feeding on his last breaths...until breathing seemed impossible...unnecessary...
The lips left his...the woman was laughing...
and then almost in sensual way her hips trusted forward as did her hand...
with light movement of her wrist the blade changed the position and angle going swiftly to the left and trough his heart...
First came agonizing pain then flashes of red and black and last thought born of self hatred,pain and anger:"Welcome in hell".