𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝

00| 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

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I hear the screams the women makes making me smile even harder than I already was if that was even possible.

Blood drips down her neck as she gasps for air begging to be alive asking the same question everyone does when you kill them. Her body slides down the wall as she holds her neck together tears falling down her cheeks.

Her name is something like Meredith? Something with a M. She was a beautiful women nonetheless however I do things for a price and I don't look back nor do I care.

I kneel down having my arms rest on my knees tilting my head as I smirk. I move the knife from down her cheek to her stomach as I gasp and her eyes close whimpering unable to form words.

I'm shocked she's not dead yet time to finish the job I guess. I take the knife in my grip throwing it in the air dropping it down to her where her heart is as the blood drips down and she drops her hands.

Dead, finally.

I remove my black mask from my face and my gloves. I place my middle finger on her bloody neck swiping some of the blood off as I lick my finger clean. I do this with every person I kill because each person's blood tastes different to me.

If they were a good person they taste sweet if they were a bad person they taste sour gross. And sometimes they have a bit of both just like Melony here she wasn't the best but wasn't the worst.

A combination of sweet and sour one of the best bloods I would've tasted if the blood metal metallic taste didn't overpower the sweet side.

I hear a noise making me turn my head fast. A scream from a man is heard yelling a name.

"Maya!!" The man yells again. "Fuck," I curse under my breath standing up quickly looking around the room looking for some sort of exit. Once that man comes in cops are being called and if he sees me I will have to kill him. Blood I don't need my hands to be on, fuck.

I hear footsteps growing closer mumbling curse words to myself I have never been this close to getting caught.

Finally I see window I run towards it quickly opening it as the footsteps and screams grow louder of that women's name.

I slide the window opening and see concrete but thankfully also noticing the trashcan, 'shit this is going to hurt' I think as I turn my head back hearing screams and cries I quickly jump out the window attempting to fall gently and thankfully succeeding.

Believe it or not it was not the first time I've jumped out a window.

Taking a breather I run down to my car my black jeep opening the car and driving away.

Time for my fresh start.