Broken

Chapter 11: A Night Better Forgotten

Hello my little potatoes, I would love to inform you that this chapter includes some content not liked by other people. That includes child murder, regular murder, and drawn out killings. I hope this info proves vital in case you hate that stuff. Anyways, TO THE STORY!

Clarabelle's POV

I slam the door shut, leaving a red handprint to mark the door. Blood drips from my fingertips leaving a small path, but I don't care at all. I stab the knife into the counter top, the beautiful red liquid makes a puddle around it. I stand in front of a mirror that's still somehow clean and setting myself for the first time in awhile, all I see is blood all over me. It paints my face into a hideous mask. My platinum hair turns into the dark red color that covers me. The only thing that might show that it was me were my startling blue eyes and my signature smile. The smile of a person that owned a broken mind. Memories of what happened makes my smile widen, I don't know why I did it. All I know is that it felt amazing.

Flashback

Jonathan disappears through the doors with a small trail of blood following close behind him. I make it to the door with my knife gripped tightly in my hand as I see small blue car speed off with my prince charming in it. Why does this ALWAYS happen now! I can't get a single break with this new Mike character. It seems as if some super power is keeping us apart. Blood is rushing through my ears blocking out all other sounds and filling my system with an unknown feeling, true rage. Before this it's just been annoyance with Mike the slut in town, but now it's like fire was injected into my veins. It spreads like a drug that I can't get off of, and I don't want it gone either. I turn around with a new light in my eyes and a grin to match it. Faces full of beautiful fear appear before me, filling me with a strange sense of giddiness. I can almost hear the knife in my hand asking me, telling me, BEGGING me to quench our thirst. There's only one liquid that I know will work, blood. I dash to the nurse passing by and jam the knife through her throat. I pull it back out and it bathes my in the wonderfully warm red liquid. She falls back down twitching and a pool forming quickly around her. I turn to see a stunned doctor drop his clipboard and run away. I laugh to myself and chase after him. I quickly get into range and jump tackle him sending us both crashing to the ground. I grab the knife handle with both hands and drive it through the back of his neck exiting his mouth. I repeat this so he stops twitching, then I do it some more because it's fun. I finally decide get off and continue my work. I turn to the door to the right of me and kick it open. A mother is using her body to block what I can only guess is her daughter. I grab a cuff (the thing that goes around your arm to take blood pressure) and wrap it around her right and left wrist, trapping them. She tries to get out by struggling while I drag over to the door and wrap the cuff around the handle, securing her there. The little girl looks at me with these beautiful, crystal blue eyes. Those eyes are too beautiful. I rip off some of the sheet to gag the mom and put my hand over the girl's mouth. I stick my knife under the girl's eye and carefully carve it out. The girl and the mother both start screaming and struggling, but the difference is that the girl couldn't be more than 13 years old. When the first one pops out of it's home I move onto the next one and do the same thing. To finish the job I slit her throat. Now, the mother stared at me wide eye with tears streaming down her face. My patient here has a broken heart that I need to get rid of. I make my way to her and straddle her waist and use my legs to hold her's down, and like her daughter she was pretty weak. I crudely cut open her chest and tear out the floating ribs to make entrance to her heart. Tears are now steaming down her face while she screamed bloody murder, well I guess she isn't wrong about that. I rip out her lung with some difficulty to make it to the heart. I pull it down to me and sever it from the rest of the body. The mother stills her movement and joins her daughter wherever she's at. I get off her still body and spread the color red through out the hospital. Oh you should've been there! It would've been just grand seeing you there for me to have fun with. Mabye I could've hanged you by your intestines like that one doctor. Or mabye we could've cut off some of your limbs and leave you there to die. The possibilities are almost endless! But like all good things it had to come to an end. Someone slipped out of my grasp and managed to call the police. Probably that one officer in the building that saw me kill his partner by decapitating him. Oh well, I'll have fun again at one point!

Flashback end

I look around for a hose to use to get the blood off me. I finally find it and use the cold water to wash me off. When I'm satisfied with it I lay on the bed I made and fall asleep with happy dreams.

Hello little potatoes, I'm going to change my update time so that it's only once a week because I made a second account. Anyway, see you in the next chapter!