Poison

Chapter 1

   I push his face into the ground with a huge grin on my face. "So, how do you wanna do this? Want me to take you out or my subordinates?" I ask him, holding a knife below his eye. "I... I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to upset you, Smiley!" He cries out. I smile bigger. I make a small cut under his eye and trace his cheekbone and jawline.

   "Upset? No, no, no. That's not the right word for how I'm feeling."

   I stab his arm and laugh as he cries out in pain. "I'm furious." I mutter through my teeth. He whimpers in pain as I drag the knife down his arm. "I was born to be a killing machine, no one will ever find your body, no one will ever bring you justice, and best of all, it'll be as if you never existed to the outside world, they'll all forget you." I chuckle. He writhes under my grasp and I laugh aloud.

   "That's right! Cry some more! I want to hear your screams!"

   He lets out a blood curdling scream as I break his arm. "We can do this the hard way or the easy way. Choose one." I whisper in his ear. He tries to find words, but he can't let out anything aside from screams. I break his other arm. Another beautiful scream. "I said choose." I tell him with a laugh. He coughs and spits in my face.

   "I hate you."

   "Alright, then the hard way."

   I get off him and move to his legs. I break both of his legs and he lets out yet another scream. I grab him by his hair and drag him to my car, I throw him in the backseat and take him to my house. When we pull up to the driveway, I look back at him and smile. "I can't wait for you to meet my daughter." I say to him. I drag him by his hair inside my house with a smile on my face. I listen to his quiet moans and cries of pain.

   "How wonderful. I'll put you in even more pain."

   I throw him on the ground as soon as we get inside. I see Lana sitting in the living room, which is right next to the hallway. "Lana! Don't bother mommy for a little bit! I have to work." I call out to her. She lets out a murmur of agreement. I smile and pull a knife out of my pocket. I work my way around my new canvas. I rip his spine out and his ribs. He lets out more screams. I pull my gun out of my back pocket and point it to his head.

   "I've had enough fun with you, bye- bye now!"

   BANG!

   There's now a bullet lodged in his head. I turn towards the living room and stride into it. "You see, baby?" I say softly with a smile on my face. "This is how we women must do things, men will always underestimate us."