HE PAINTED THEM WITH THEIR BLOOD

NEW PAINTING

Taking his bag, he left for his home. "I need to clean the house, because guest are coming "*EVIL LAUGH*

   AT HIS HOUSE

Unlocking the door, he went inside. The house was full of lights. He went to his room took a mop and started cleaning the house.

AFTER 2 HOURS.

He took the bucket full of dirty water and pored the red water down the sink. He sighed in relief. Taking his painting board and brushes, he started painting with the leftover red paint. It was a picture of the girl he met earlier. After finishing the picture he stared at it for a couple of minutes. "Perfect" He exclaimed.

THE NEXT DAY

She was getting ready. Putting on makeup. She applied foundation concelear, blush and finally highlighter. Grace wore a pretty yellow flowy dress, which had white flowers on it. She applied lipstick and wore her high heels and left the house.

He wore his painting clothes. Combed his hair and came downstairs, waiting for her.  *DING DONG*   The bell rung. He walked to the door and opened it with a smile on his face. "Heyy. You remember Grace" She asked. "Yes of course I do" He answered. She came in. And sat on the couch. His house had a weird scent to it.  "I want you to sit in this exact position. DO NOT MOVE. " He warned her. She nodded her head as a yes. He went in his kitchen and bought back a box, a big black box. He placed the box on her lap. When he opened the box, her eyes widened seeing what was inside. There was a long sharp knife which could be used to cut meat, ANY type of meat. An ice creams scooper. And razor.  She thought it might be his shaving kit or some. But he took out a handcuff. She started getting suspicious about him. "Give your hand " He ordered. "Why, why are you handcuffing me? " She asked. Her voice trembling. She quickly got up from the couch and ran. He was quick to catch her. He handcuffed her. She tried to get away but in vain. "You can never get away from me. " He was grinning ear to ear. "Are you phsyco, leave me now, or else" "Or else what will you do , you weak little doll. "  "I will call the cops " Grace said firmly. "Okay go on do it " He laughed.  She jolted up  and went towards the door but it was locked of course. She ran the opposite side towards the phone but it was dead. She was running around like crazy.
Finally, after running for more than 10 minutes. He couldn't handle it anymore. He grabbed her harshly, pushed her to the couch and took the knife and  stabbed her repeatedly. She began screming in pain but her voice began lowereing with every stab.  His face was full of blood. He stopped stabbing after Grace wasnt  able to breath. Grace died. He had a phsycotic smile on his face. He cut her wrist off. The vein was in two piece and blood was flowing out of it. It  was fun to him. He took his knife and cut a big part of flesh from her thighs. He took a bite out of it. He closed his eyes put of satisfaction and made a hmm sound.  The blood was dripping from the side of his mouth. After spending some more time eating her flesh he made a burp. A burp of satisfaction. He picked her remaining body up and dumped it in a corner.
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So guys I hope you like this. I am working on the rest. I don't think I will be able to post tomorrow.
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