Scarlett was not gonna let herself die. She didn't go through everything in her life to be stripped away from her by a crazy fucking hillbilly. Scarlett was tired of playing fair. She brings her knee up and hits the lady where the sun doesn't shine, which distracts the lady for a few, Just enough for Scarlett to get a hold of the blade, and stabs the lady straight in the stomach a few more times. She then rolls out of the way and yells over to Maria who stands on the window frame. "You piece of shit, you were gonna let her kill me!"
The crazy lady holds her knife wound as she laughs at Scarlett. "Sue Ann likes to screw and dance," Scarlett reaches over to the gun beside her, and stands up. "And skitter and howl and" Scarlett shoots at both of the ladies legs, and she finally gets a reaction out of the lady. She screeches and holds onto the wounds.
Scarlett wipes her bloody hand onto her black tank, before flicking her knife in her hand. She then flips the blade, and sends it straight down into the meaty section of the ladies thigh, right where her hand was, covering the gunshot wound. The lady screams as the knife pierces through both her hand and the wound. Scarlett callously drags the knife deeper into the wound, and drags it down, cleanly cutting down from the top of her thigh all the way to her knee. Scarlett then rips the blade out, and watches as the lady can do nothing else but scream. Scarlett stands up and then grabs the lady's hair, and pulls it so she is looking up at Scarlett.
The lady, whose face is covered in blood, sinisterly smiles at Scarlett. "Kill me, Come on, kill me!"
Scarlett shakes her head and grins widely at the lady, This causes the smile to disappear on the ladies feature. "No, I'm not going to kill you." She pulls the ladies hair so hard, dragging her so she's forced to stand on her practically imobile legs. Scarlett than whispers into her ear, as the lady slowly starts going limp. "I'm gonna make you wish I did though." She takes a few more stabs at the lady's arms, and a couple slices to her thighs, to the point the lady's skin is practically hanging off. And she finally drops her to the floor. Scarlett wipes her face of blood as the lady tries to crawl away, every move a grunt. Scarlett follows the woman, and as she makes it to the door, Scarlett places her boot right onto the ladies back, before stabbing her once more right on her spine, paralyzing the woman indefinitely. The last screeches out one last time, before scarlett places one knee on the lady's spine, and the other on the floor beside her body, grabbing the woman's hair and pulling her bloodied and bruised face up. "Too bad the PCP wasn't enough, huh?" And she makes a straight cut on the ladies neck, before throwing her head onto the floor and getting up, just like she did to her sister. Scarlett then cleans the blade on her jean as she talks to Maria, who just stares at the girl in horror.
She had never seen Scarlett kill before, especially someone who wronged her. What would she do to Maria, if she had the chance to? That thought rattled the Mexican girl. "We're risking our lives to save your sorry ass. I'm risking everything-" Scarlett turns around to face the girl.
"And what does it say about you that you risk so much just to show me how much I need your help, to show that you could have anything that's mine?" Maria gets out from the window and Scarlett stares at the girl like she's stupid.
"They were right about you. You are crazy." Scarlett's words strike a cord with Maria, and now all she can see is red.
Maria screams and lunges at Scarlett, pushing her against the wall. Scarlett smiles, she finally has a reason to beat Maria to a pulp. She can't kill her, but who's to say she can't have some fun. She lets Maria knock a few hits into her, but dodges when Maria even attempts to hit her face.
The last thing she needs is her face to be fucked before Sunday.
Maria had pushed Scarlett into a wall, the girl's back hitting against the plaster of the walls with enough force to drop the family portrait in the hall, the glass shattering on impact with the floor.
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Red Roses ~Marcus Lopez Arguello
Fanfiction"Year by year, it doesn't hurt so much anymore. Whatever effect it had is mixed in like dye. Like a White Rose dyed red." ...
