Pain Makes The Most Beautiful Art

292 5 1
                                    


idk y but i just love this picture^^^

⚠TW: Graphic violence⚠

[Billie's POV]

Sydney just stopped in her tracks 

Her whole body froze as if someone had taken her ability to function

I look over at her and see the terror hiding in her eyes

"Syd, are you OK?" I say, gripping her hand to try and help her out of her trance

That was when I heard it

His annoying ass voice

And after finding out what he did to Sydney

I slowly turn around to him, my face expressionless

He's never gonna see the light of day again




[Narrator's POV]

He didn't see it coming

She was calm

Quiet

Sly 

Yet smart

She turned slowly so he had no suspicion

He was too focused on his victim

Too focused on the poor, traumatised girl he had hurt so deeply

She jumped

Her hands tight around his throat as they both tumbled to the floor

He was hitting her ribs but she didn't care

She couldn't feel it

All she could feel was the airways in his neck pinching shut

She took one hand from his throat and began punching him in the face

Over and over again

It was a bloody scene

Blood spraying from his face as the bunny shaped rings on her hand sliced his skin

Blood spilling from her knuckles as the impact tears her flesh

But the pain spurs her on

The feeling of him slowly becoming unconscious feels so good under her fingertips

The feeling of the crunch as her fist pounded into him

The dazed look in his eyes 

All of it was so thrilling to her

It gave her a sense of satisfaction, watching this monster writhe under her

Submit to every last drop of fury she poured on him

Rage was the only thing flowing through her

Pure anger ran in her bloodstream

Her body ran hot watching his eyes go cold

She wanted him dead

She wanted him to go to hell for what he had done

He had pained the very person that made her happy

Each connection between her fist and his face sent chills up her spine

Seeing his face transform into the physical representation of what mental effect he had on Sydney

His face slowly began to blend into a mess of blood and bruises

His body stops moving as Billie stands up and kicks him once in the ribs, feeling the delightful crack of the bone

She smiled, staring down at the beautiful art she had made

It was good

But it wasn't good enough

He was still alive

He was still wasting space in this existence

Everyone was standing around the scene watching in horror

Speechless at the fact that the small, innocent, new girl had obliterated THE Quinn Gaither

Sydney was broken

Terrified yet slightly humbled by Billie's actions

She just wanted to help her

She wanted to take her pain away

Even if it means giving the pain to him

She would hurt anyone if it meant Sydney would stop hurting

As much as she may not want to admit it, she was in love with her

And vice versa




[Sydney's POV]

Did that just happen?

As soon as those two words pierced through me, Billie was a blur

He's now laying unconscious, bleeding out onto the floor

I step forward and hug Billie in an attempt to calm her down

She relaxes instantly, hugging me back as she sobs into my chest "I'm sorry, Sydney, I had to"

"I know, baby, come on let's get you cleaned up" I say taking her good hand and leading her to the bathroom

I clean her hand gently as she winces every now and then

"Baby, I think it's broken" I say, examining how her knuckles look as if they had merged into one

She looks down at her hand "Oh yeah"

I grab her chin, pulling her face up softly "Are you OK?"

She smiles with a toothy grin "It felt good doing that"

I stare at her in awe as, what feels like a fire, lights in my chest

"It felt good watching you do that" I smile

She grabs the collar of my shirt and smashes her lips to mine

Her kiss makes me weak

She runs her hands up my chest and drapes her arms over my shoulders

I pull her closer by her hips roughly, causing her to moan into my mouth

I take that opportunity to slide my tongue in

Our tongues dance in harmony as oxygen quickly becomes a problem

But I couldn't care less about that

I just want her

I need her

I crave her

I spin her around and pin her to the wall as I kiss down her neck with my knee between her legs

"Fuck, Sydney" she moans as I attack her sweet spot

Without warning, the door slams open revealing a girl I hate with a burning passion

You guessed it

Scarlett




TWO IN ONE DAY BITCHESSSS!!!!! I feel a little better after writing this. OMG I LOVE YOU GUYS SO SO SO SO MUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA! Anywayssssss stay safe and Stay horny 🤪

You're The Bad GuyWhere stories live. Discover now