Somewhere deep inside, I knew I was in the wrong. Despite this, I couldn't bring myself to stop but the refusal was within reach. The words wouldn't come to my lips. As the senseless beating continued, my heart pounded and my fists remained clenched and rigidly by my sides. Here I was standing a mere three feet away with nothing to say. I wished I could have moved much less said something but my lips were glued shut and my eyes stuck to the unraveling torture that for once was not my own. Some part of me was relieved but another was utterly horrified. And the one part of me I couldn't contain bubbled up to the surface and shut me down. "The Great Emptiness" I called it. Everything had a dreamlike quality, black and white, yes or no, clear-cut decisions and no mercy. That was the way I liked it.
The savage part within me embraced the emptiness in my head and the burst of happiness swelling at another person's pain. I should have been deemed insane at this point. That was only logical. But was I? Not even I knew at this point. As I watched the person who would have been my rival beat the shit out of my ex best friend nothing changed within me. Deep sadness may have been suppressed in that moment, but the person I once considered to be my sister lying on the ground half an inch from death wasn't registering with me.
I didn't care.
The best part? It was beautifully delicious.
Her pain was music to my ears; her screaming and shrieking numbed me. My lips curled into a smile. Maniacal laughter bubbled on my lips threatening to erupt.
"Carsyn, please," Melody panted. Her fingernails made a scraping noise as they dragged across the ground in her pitiful attempt to reach me. The tip of her forefinger just barely brushed against my shoe before I kicked it away and hissed at her. Her sobbing became more prominent beneath her heaving chest. Disgust swirled within me and I decided I was done. She screamed again as my companion kicked her once more. The glistening blood trickled down the ground spilling secrets rarely heard of before. Grim pleasure gripped my heart.
"Finish it," I said, disgust layered in every syllable.
Turning away with a grim smile plastered to my face, I decided to ignore the crunch of her skull as my feet led me out of the room.
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General FictionA young woman's maturity is called into question as she begins to make anger-inducing decisions based on the tragedies bestowed upon her in her youth. She begins to kill in more ways than one.
