"Hey girly how are ya?" I hear the guard ask. I tense when he comes close to my cell. He smells like alcohol, he's drunk I realize. I stay silent. "Not much ofa talker are you? That's ok, your very pretty." He puts his hand between the bars and reaches out towards me. I move as far away as I can, but I come up with an idea.
A fun little plan, and bloody little plan. Instead of killing him right away, we're going to have some fun. I smile brightly and sit in the light from the small window I have. The guard smirks, "That's more like it," He starts unlocking the door but I put up a finger signaling wait. He does. I pull out my secret weapon. A knife hidden inside of lipstick. I had also stolen this from Clair. Again she won't mind, probably.
He watches me, smiling as I pull out the lipstick knife. I motion for him to come in, and he unlocks the door and steps inside. He tries to put his hands around my waist but as soon as he moves I stab him in the stomach. He falls to the ground and I put my lipstick knife into my pocket.
The guards blood surrounds him in a pool. I quickly became bored so I dabbed my finger in his blood and started writing on the wall. First I wrote my usual, Charlotte Loves You. Then I decided to switch it up a bit so I wrote, She's crying in your closet, She sits inside your head, You better lock your windows or you may end up dead.
I heard footsteps and knew it was the police officers to take me to my death. I quickly covered myself in blood and sat straight up on top of the guard as if he was my throne. I put on a dazzling smile just as the cops opened the door. "Hello sir. Welcome to the party."
