𝑃𝑈𝑅𝐸 || 𝘀𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗿

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at a local pub in the corner of the room, sat alone a women in her mid-twenties with half a glass of cocktail in hand

taking in her red dress that hugs her figure perfectly, noting she had a clean, heart-shaped face with soft blue eyes, slim and not too tall

her intentions were to just grab a drink, goof around and perhaps someone would just offer her a 'ride home'

unfortunately, she picked a pub where most pupils in there were either wasted or emptying their guts somewhere

❝ why the long face sweetheart? ❞

her eyes glazed over a man who sat comfortably on the chair, trailing down at his choice of wear

his silvery voice caused shudders down her back, the hairs on arms stood tall. she snapped out of her trance once her eyes landed on his lips, curled into a smirk

❝ you haven't answered my question ❞, he says once again, looking her up and down, ❝ what's a pretty lady like you doing here? ❞

she gulped, subconsciously rubbing her legs together and cleared her throat, ❝ just wanted a night out ❞

❝ all alone? ❞, he raised a brow after thanking the bartender for his drink, ❝ darling, aren't you a confident one—all dressed up like that ❞

❝ dressed up for nothing anyways, just my luck ❞, she grumbled and downed her drink, feeling the booze kick in

she hears him chuckle and tensed up when his hands were placed on her mid thighs, not too high and not too low

she felt herself relaxing at his soft touches, her body moving on her own at the feeling of his hands

❝ why don't we get out of here—doesn't that sound nice, darling? ❞

she couldn't form any words as she was too focused on the pleasure she's been craving. he grinned, waving the bartender for the check and payed. he lightly gripped her waist and walked out the pub

all she could think of was his hands, the light touches on her back and further down. this is what she wanted

she craved it

❝ i can't wait to carve out your heart, my dear ❞, his voice changed, from low to a toneless voice

❝ —w-what? ❞

she didn't have time to catch herself when he shoved her away, pain shot through her head as it collided with the concrete ground

she looked up and he was already walking around her, the blade on his left hand glistening in the dark of the alleyway they're in. she noticed he had a gun on his other hand

❝ p-please just let me go ❞, she begged, a stupid decision but she wanted to live, ❝ i p-promise to k-keep my mouth shut! ❞

she observe the area, it was pitch black other than the moon which was the only light source to this dark alleyway

❝ oh darling, i don't care if you inform the police because you'll already be dead ❞, he grinned at the scared girl and her attempts to escape

she hated how nonchalant he was and how stupid of her to fall for his looks

finally having his fun, he stepped on her ripped dress so she wouldn't move. his gun pointed right at her temple and his finger itched for the trigger

❝ y/n are you done yet? ❞, the sound of a child echoed through the alleyway, stopping you from killing her