𝒀𝑬𝑳𝑳𝑶𝑾 | the punisher
" she's become like you frank. she's sees a threat, she feels the need to eliminate it."
and you know for you i'd bleed myself dry
for you i'd bleed myself dry
HIGHEST RANK: #1 in karen page
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:･ | YELLOW | :･ ･ﾟ ♡︎ — act ii. man of many names
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CHAPTER TWO — class fight
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I INEPTLY STARED DOWN AT MY BLOOD COVERED HANDS. My breathing was rigged and uneven as I sat on my knees, using my heels for support. Everything looked fuzzy and bright. My eyes blinked rapidly, I couldn't think straight due to the puddle of blood before me. I couldn't think straight...because there was no body.
"Valentina" An almost strangled voice could be heard, echoing throughout the house. "Why?..."
"W...What?" I stuttered frantically searching the room, to afraid to move. "You did this to me Valentina" The voice responded. "You left me, then you murdered me."
No. I didn't do any..I didn't do anything."
"But you did" The voice rasped. Although no one was in the room I could hear it coming closer and closer. There was a lengthy pause before the voice spoke again. "You let them take me away." I jumped at the feeling of someone breathing unsteadily against my neck. "Look at me Valentina"
No.
"Look, at me Valentina"
No. No. No.
"Valentina look at me"
Stop it.
My breathing only became more uneven as I finally gave in and began to turn around. I let my body slowly rotate towards the source of that voice, my eyes were screwed shut afraid of what I might see.
"Look. At. Me."
Then I opened my eyes. But it wasn't who I thought it was. No. He made me wish it was him.
He looked different. Unrecognizable.
Parts of his hair were stringy and wet with his own blood that also happened to run down his face onto his military vest.
Shards of glass were lodged into multiple parts of his face and even with all the blood and glass I could still see the prominent bullet hole in his left cheek.
"This was you."
"No."
"It was..it's always you!" He bellowed causing my to jump. "You let your own father die! Then you let Frank do this to me!"
"You did that to yourself." I spat with fake pride.
It seemed I had hit a nerve because his lips had finally managed to snap shut. But even when he wasn't screaming at me I still couldn't help but be terrified of him. The look in his eyes almost made him look feral, like an animal.
