Vengeance

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I look into her eyes feeling nothing but the need to kill her and so I do. I slice her throat, watching slowly as her eyes widen in pain and so many other things. Then something moves, just above my vision and so I look up focusing deeply onto the person in the smoke.

Belle.

I let go of Levi without thinking twice and make my way towards her.

When she finally see's me coming, her face looses all the color it ever had, I don't stop walking. It's like every step I take makes my head feel lighter and lighter, I've never felt this angry in my whole life. She lifts a gun to my head but I swipe it away punching her straight in the face, she stumbles back a few steps grabbing onto her nose to stop the bleeding.

Grabbing a fist full of her hair I begin to pull her towards the bar before flipping her over my shoulder and slamming her straight onto all the glass. It cracks and shudders under her weight but I get on top of her straight away, she takes her hands off her face letting me see the blood that's smeared all over her mouth and chin. She stares at me with horror and begins to say something but my hands have a mind of their own, I take every inch of any emotions I have and let it out on her. My fist slam into her caved in head, her hollow face, even her bruised chest at some point, nothing in the world will ever beat this feeling.

I'm completely and utterly fueled with happiness and adrenaline, it's more than any drug could ever give me.

The pain literally vibrates through my bones but every time I feel hers crack it fuels me to keep going, so I don't stop. she's not moving anymore but I also know she's not dead which means she can take more. I accidentally slip on my punches from how bloody her face has gotten making me crash into the glass countertop but that's not a problem, not when my fists smash through it like butter.

"BELLE!" a voice stabs through my body stopping me. My breath hollows deep as I stare down at an unfamiliar face, a face that once belonged to a sister I had, I feel nothing at all. I turn my head to the side seeing him standing a few feet in front of me, its like I have enough energy to fuel every person in the world, I jump of her lifeless twitching body and stare at Rayan.

Tears stream down his cheek and his legs look like their about to buckle but that means nothing to me as mine begin running towards him. In second his face shifts into anger and fuck me does that feel good.

I jump onto him slamming him straight into the floor so that I'm on top, he stops for a second staring at me with something I've never seen before. Fear, and I want more.

"Mi-" he begins to beg.

Why does everyone want to talk and talk as if it will have any sort of effect on how this will end.

I want everyone dead, that's it.

I slam my bloodied fist into his skull, his head snaps left then right continuously and it doesn't take long for the blood to start pouring out. Who knows if it's mine or his at this point, all that matters is it's a color I want to drown him in. He lifts his hips throwing me off so he's on top, his fist come flying at me but someone catches it before it could land. I don't stop to find out who as I begin pounding into his skull once again. I take his head into my hands lifting it towards me before slamming it back with all I have until the only thing I see is his eyes beginning to roll back turning them completely white. I was slamming his head into the clean floor one second and then the next thing I know I'm sent flying into something hard.

It's all such a blur, I feel pain in places I didn't know was possible and what is that noise- it's so loud like it was planted right in the centre of my brain- loud frequency, so loud. Everything is slanted and blurry, so so blurry. But the cold floor against my cheek helps with my burning skin.

What the hell just exploded?

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