Can't be Tamed

I smirked sadistically as the policemen tackled me to the ground; yanking my arms to my back and he aggressively read me my miranda rights as he cuffed my blood covered hands. I glanced over at the girl holding her stomach; blood seeping through her fingers and staining her shirt.

One year later...

"You'll be back, sweetheart." I heard a inmate call as I walked down the center of the room. A playfull, maleficent smirk was spread across my mouth.