Can two insane people find their sanity in each other while drenched in blood.
This is my first time writing so don't be a dick constructive criticism only please.
Warning for people who get triggered.
"Don't cry, your making all my hard work go down the drain and that makes me angry... you don't want to make me angry do lovely" Amaris asked the small girl she loomed over.
"there I only want you to smile little one come smile, i made you pretty didn't I"? She said happily.
"Why are you doing this, let me go I wont say anything I promise just... please", the small girl cried her chest heaving with each ragged breath she drew.
Amaris just stared at her smiling looking over her handy work. The binding she had around the girl made so she couldn't move without the bindings digging into her flesh. The girls pale flesh seemed to glisten with sweat from the hours of torture she was forced to endure but combined with the bright red lipstick, black eye shadow, and pink blush made her look like a pretty porcelain doll making Amaris's smile to widen. A light blush started to appear on the small girls face as she began to stroke her cheek.
"I am truly sorry lovely but I cannot due that you see whenever something truly beautiful is released it becomes ruined by reality's swords slicing apart the beauty tainting it into something foul", she replied with a sickeningly sweet voice while continuing stroking her full lips smearing the lipstick a bit.
" You fucking psycho let me go"! she screamed.
Before Amaris could react the girl bit down on her finger making her bleed. Stunned she look down at the blood swelling up on her index finger as the words psycho swirled around and around in her head.
"hahaha hahaha... you little bitch you bit me, you dare to bite me... hmm I get it now the outside world has warped you it's truly to late for you so that meaning I need to pick up the pieces of this broken doll", Amaris said muttering and laughing to herself.
"typically I don't like to cut pretty things such as yourself but since you don't know how to properly use your language without hurting someones feeling I think I'll make an exception", she growled.
"Isn't this knife pretty it's an heirloom from my mother's side in Ireland, and it look so much better now that it has your blood on it", she smiled. She cut the girls tongue and removed her binding show she could clean her up properly.
"Such a pity that she had to die but there was no saving her, someone who looks down on others should always beware stupid bitch but then again she looks quite beautiful no that she cant speak oh well i better head back to the hotel since i move into mom's house tomorrow", She thought as she finished cleaning her knife.
"well that was interesting and here i was just going for a late night stroll and I find such a beauty with great carving control how sexy though I better return home before someone notices i'm gone " thought Renwick as he lingered in the shadows of the glade licking his lips.
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