Blood was everywhere
Fucking
Goddamn
Everywhere
She tried not to look
But there it was
Shredded torsos
Scalped heads
Savaged bodies
Her father
Her mother
Her brother
She grinned
A sweet
Sickly
Fucking
Beautiful
Grin
A man stood in front of her
His eyes held hers
He did not trust himself to look at the rest of her
Because if her face was this
This
Fucking
Gorgeous
Than how would he be able to contain himself
At the rest of her
He wore no shoes
This intrigued her
Who would go on a murder spree
With no shoes
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Ross and His Lottie
Short StoryA violent man and a troubled girl A man stood in front of her His eyes held hers He did not trust himself to look at the rest of her Because if her face was this This Fucking Gorgeous Than how would he be able to contain himself At the rest of her B...
