'Hang on, let me get the strawberries ready and some creme fraiche' . As I hurry into the small kitchen area and get my veg and fruit board ready with one hand, I pull water into my strawberry bowl.
Whilst I am clearing the water, Yuki falls into my left foot, slices my sock and cuts my skin. Red blood blooms into my white sock and I yelp, surprised, as I was convinced Yuki had been stored into the box after I used , washed and dried her.
Lara gets close to me as I hobble to the bathroom to check if I am OK, which I am, as there is only a long scratch like cut in my foot and nothing major was nicked. I clean the weeping wound and apply some butterfly stitches to make sure it does not bleed again and closes properly.
I go back to the kitchen, wash Yuki and clean her with a white cotton cloth, I wrap her and store her away. It is funny how hypnotic I find my own blood in the white kitchen sink.
I go back to the Strawberries and use a small knife to prepare the desert.
Dark black hair, it seems almost blue, pale skin and a flawless snow white kimono. She gets closer to me, sliding, floating almost. She moves her lips but I cannot hear her voice her hands stretch towards me and as they grasp me I wake up.
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Bloodthirsty - Completed
Ficción GeneralLiz dreams with becoming a chef. Her knife game needs some sharpening... and she finds the perfect tool to do so. This is a short story :)
