Seeing my chance i jumped up from my gurney, grabbed a the base of her ponytail, braced my myself with my left hand on the wall in front of her then bashed her head into it as hard as i could manage. Her head hit the metal with a series of solid thunks, and it was oddly satisfying even though the sight of her gapin forehead made me a little sick. It felt so good to take my rage out, and the way i could feel her skull dented along with the metal just felt so good to me. I dont know how long i had doing it for but pretty soon the elevator doors opened and as much as i didnt want to stop i knew i had to so me and cole could run.
I turned around with blood staining my hospital gown, and running down my hands. I had kind of begun to like the way blood looked on skin or on white. It took over everything it touched, it was always powerful and never helpless.
Authors Note
When you realize Avvies prob gonna hav a weird blood fetish after this😏... No kink shame tho😹
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Don't Go Gentle Into That Good Night
Historia CortaI looked down at my hands, so pale they almost matched the bright white of my shirt, which was slowly being removed, and replaced by a crimson stain that seemed to envelope my body like a jewel toned poison that was all at once beautiful and terrify...
