She rises from her wheelchair.
Gypsy is now standing at a solid 6'4 ,
Way taller than my twink size...
"What did I say about going into my room."
I look around her room,
Pictures of me are hung across her wall
Blood is plastered across the ceiling
Feces smothered into her bedsheets
I couldn't care less though,
Yes it was a lot to take in,
But rage overtook every bone in my body.
"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR ROOM, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU RUINED MY LIFE"
"GET. THE FUCK. OUUTTTTT"
Gypsy's screams shattered every window in the apartment.
Glass shards hit my face, causing blood to trickle down my arms and left cheek.
(Left ass and facial cheek)
I stare upon the monster in-front of me,
There is no way I can do this on my own without some kind of weapon.
I run out of her room, and into the kitchen.
I grab a knife from the knife stand already included into the apartment's purchase.
I run back into satan's cave a throw the butcher knife into Gypsy's face.
Headshot!
Gypsy moans in pain.
She falls onto the ground, holding the knife's handle.
The whole blade is in her face? How is she still moving?
She pulls out the knife, revealing a large gashing wound bursting with black blood.
"Oh, you fucked up."
Gypsy starts charging after me with the knife.
I scream in terror and head for the door to exit out of our apartment room,
Once I get into the hallway, I'm safe right? It's open area.
I'll go out of the room and run to the apartment lobby and call 911.
The plan was simple in my head, but the second I touch the handle for my only exit, Gypsy's bloody hands surround my neck.
