Violet Lights

Jasmine

INFORMATION ABOUT CHAPTER
Word count: 717
WARNINGS: Suicide, gory violence

May 2015

Violet has gone completely and utterly insane, and I love it. She's so much more alive, if that's even possible. She's stopped caring whever she lives or dies, she stopped caring about what her parents did to her. She stopped caring, started living. But sometimes it got out of hand, I agree, this world is a shithole, we shouldn't have to deal with it, but that's no reason to kill people. She says she's helping them, but sometimes people want to live, they want to experience life. Some of them aren't lucky to have found true love like us, so they want to find their soulmate. It's unfair to stop them. I don't tell Violet this, she'll get mad at me,  she's scary when she's mad. I don't mind it though, I still love her, she's my true love, hopefully I'm her's.

I hear her soft laugh, we're in the middle of the woods, no one can hear us for miles, it's our safe place. If someone dies here, the bodies won't be discovered for months. I follow the sound of her voice, smiling at the sight. Two homophobic assholes are chained to a tree. Violet standing in front of them, her purple hair messy and tangled, her emerald eyes sparkling in the moon light, blood splatters on her cheek. She was completely and utterly gorgeous.

Violet was always quick and clean to people she liked, she would drug them so they couldn't feel a thing, then she would cut their neck quick and easy, almost instant death. She would always frame it as a suicide, wear gloves, put the knife in their hands. They never suspect a murder. But to people who she disliked, she was unforgiving. She as cruel and ruthless, it was fun to watch.

I looked at two dickheads, cuts littering their bodies, blood oozing from their wounds. Tears streaming down their cheeks. They were gagged so we could only hear muffled sobs and apologies. They looked absolutely terrified, I thought they had suffered enough, but I don't dare tell Violet this, she has a weapon and would go insane if I asked her to stop. They insulted us, called us names and tried to hurt us. Violet wasn't letting them go anytime soon.

"Well, well, well... Look what we have here... Two assholes who are probably just insecure about their own sexuality, so they decide to make fun of people who are actually comfortable with who they love... What are we going to do with you, huh?" Violet spits venomously, glaring at the terrified boys. "How about... We cut off your dick? That's obviously where your brains are." She gets her knife, licking off the dried blood, the blade, pulling down her lower lip. She moved over to the two trees, gently grazing the boy's cheeks, blood trickling down onto the white material over their gags. Then, with one swift movement, she makes a cut at the top of their dicks, blood oozing through their boxers as she carefully gets some on the knife, dipping her finger in it and drawing a heart on my cheek, then a jasmine flower on the other. Violet laughs loudly, but not loud enough to mask the screams of pain, even through the gags. It was wonderful and amazing, but at the same time, I was terrified of what my girlfriend could do with a blink of an eye. What if she did this to me? What if she got so mad at me one day that she killed me? I knew she wouldn't, she loves me. And I love her. I'm her partner in crime, her soulmate, her best friend. But I'm still afraid. She could easily snap, easily start to hate me. It would be over with a cut of a blade. Easy peasy.

I know that Violet's insane, but I hope she doesn't go so insane that she decides I'm not her soulmate. That she decides to get rid of me. Just another teen suicide. No one will ever suspect her. I can see the headlines now.

"TEEN GIRL COMMITS SUICIDE OVER HOMOPHOBIC BULLYING. HER GIRLFRIEND IS DEVASTATED BY THE NEWS"

Violet was always a brilliant actor, devastated girlfriend would be easy for her. I hope it never comes to that.