The beast growls deep inside. A growl only she can hear. Only she can fear. She buries her head in her hands, fighting it with every ounce of her inner strength. It's too strong this time, she can feel herself losing this battle. The emotion in her eyes changes within a heartbeat. Changes to desire. Desire and hatred. She can't hear her own thoughts anymore. The beast fills every space in her head. She can't even find herself anymore. Her thoughts are overwhelmed with the desire of blood. She thirsts for the crimson red thickness. She curses as everything fades to blackness..
She wakes up surrounded by a puddle of dark liquid, sounds of screaming ringing through her ears. Running her hands through her hair, she bites her lip, shaking her head as she realizes what It has done. Once again, another body is missing, the only remains being the precious liquid rubies that lie smeared on the floor. She groans, grabbing bleach and a cloth, hurrying to clean up what It has done. Every detail rushes back into her head as soon as it is all done and over with. The beast grinning evilly from ear to ear inside of her head, as it releases all the memories into her mind. She grabs her head and hits it against the nearest wall, wanting it to stop. Memories flash through her brain, just seconds long but enough to scar her even more, emotional wounds getting deeper.. The sweet and sexy, tall, dark-haired male entering her bedroom as she seduces him. She straddles him, smiling seductively as he stretches out on the bed. The sound of her coaxing, her moaning into his ear as she nibbles at it. Her hands passionately working their way down his body, getting closer to the knife hidden under the mattress. His eyes become wide, his voice trembling as he tries to keep calm, hoping to escape. Her grin so big it hurts as she pins his chest down with one hand. Thrusting the knife deep into his rib cage, right under his heart. Not a quick kill. Never a quick kill. His screams ringing through her ears as he pushes out of her grip, only to be pounced on within a few steps. The knife sinking into the back of his neck, slicing his spinal cord, leaving him helpless on the floor. She maliciously laughs as she drags the knife down his spine, blood gushing out as he lies paralyzed, groaning in pain.. The ecstasy of her addiction running through her veins. Wallowing around in the growing puddles of blood. The high overwhelming her as the victim's heartbeat ceases to exist.. She brings the blade to her wrist, cutting deep as it's the only option to escape. Blackness surrounding her, bringing the Real Woman her peace. Until the Beast rises again. Until the next time..
