Lilith tied Jarred to a chair and slapped him across the cheek, he woke with a start. " What the fûck Lilith!?"
"Seven years, seven years of torture," she whispered, "Thirteen names from seven years."
"What the hell are you talking about?!" Jarred yelled.
"Seven years, you bullied me for seven fûcking years!" She screamed, "There were thirteen of you, and you made my life living hell. So now I'm going to pick you off one by one until you are all gone, and after that I will be unstoppable and will take out anyone who ever hurts me again."
Jarred was silent for a minute before he started struggling against his bonds and yelling. "No one can hear you Jarred, there will be no one who will save you. Just like there was no one who saved me." Lilith whispered.
"You sick psychopath!" Jarred yelled.
"I guess that's what I am now, isn't it?" She replied, "now stay still or this will hurt a lot more than it has to."
Despite her warning, Jarred continued to struggle as Lilith brought the knife closer to his face. She slowly made a shallow cut going across his cheekbone, as if highlighting it, she then repeated the process on the other cheek as tears welled up in Jarred's eyes. She cut vertical lines under Jarred's cheekbone smiling as his warm blood dripped onto the floor. She continued to make little incisions across his face but always making sure they were symmetrical.
Once she had been satisfied by the work done on his face, she continued to make her way down his body. She cut patterns into his chest and diagonal lines across his arms, until she had completely covered her canvas in a sticky red paint and Jarred was whimpering in immense pain. Lilith then placed a crown of thistles carefully on his head and slowly slit his body vertically from his throat to his stomach and watched happily as he slowly bled out.
Lilith dragged his corpse to a large tree in the middle of the forest, which the townspeople liked to call the hanging tree because of the many people who had swung, rope wrapped around their neck, from the branches. Lilith wrapped the rope around his neck and hoisted him up to swing amongst the branches. She then made sure nothing would lead the cops back to her. She made sure none of her hair was stuck to him and severed his lips of so her DNA could not be taken off of them once she was satisfied with her work she skipped back to the shed and burned his clothes and the gloves she had been wearing while she dissected Jarred.
She then cleaned up the shed and made her way back to the house. "Lilith you're back!" Exclaimed her mother, "where's Jarred?"
"Oh he said he had to go meet someone, said his name was Luke?" Lilith lied expertly.
"That sounds like him," said Mrs Blackward, "he and Luke are best friends and are inseparable." She gushed.
"Well," Lilith yawned, "I'm exhausted, if you will excuse me." She trudged up to her room and threw on some pajamas before curling up under the covers and drifting off into a dreamless sleep.
