Torn wallpapers, messed up chairs, broken glass and a pure white rose stained with crimson.
WARNING;; GORE AHEAD, STORY IS NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNGER AUDIENCES AND THOSE WHO DISLIKE SUCH THEMES. IF YOU DISLIKE IT THEN PLEASE DO NOT READ.
You have been warned, thank you.
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Deranged Satisfaction
Based on; Mad Hatter - Melanie Martinez
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Under the dim lights, wallpapers torn up to the high vault as he sat, along with messed chairs, broken glass that lay on the concrete ground and a bouquet of pure white roses stained with crimson.
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Dripping from his fabric clothes, his bare hands; was carmine liquid from the people he'd kill, those he'd tortured and those he'd shoot. Sinister smile upon his face that chose to not waver as eyes constricted stared at the maiden, her dress tainted with vermilion that was alike her orbs that were filled with fear of death.
"Do you think I'm crazy?" Asking in a sweet tone yet to no response, "So what if I'm crazy? The best people are." Beam that refused to vanish at the edges of his lips, tangerine orbs directly gazing into hers as if he was viewing her very soul made flinch out of fear but her words refused to come out of her mouth; she'd stay speechless and stare in awe and dread.
Letting out a soft giggle as he'd poke her cheek, smear some blood upon her innocent facade. "Don't you hate being safe?" Tracing down to her soft and luscious lips to her chin, pulling up her head before he'd give her a light peck; leaving her in a state of shock and confusion.
The red on his cheeks slowly dripped down and make a ripple on the wooden floor as his eyes continued to rover around; scrutiny caught by one shining shard of glass with fine sharp edges. "D-don't-" Only words she could state upon the scene that unveiled in front of her eyes that hovered along with the corpses full of bruises and glass and wood pierced unto their body, bleeding out; some's insides out that were along the ground.
"You're... truly a psycho.." Crawling away yet her feet felt so heavy and tired, her thoughts full of scenes that she shouldn't have seen, full of demise and crimes he'd commit and show to her- with a loving smile plastered unto his facade.
"Don't you like me when I'm like this?" Pointing to himself even as the edged shard he clutched cut through his hand; his own fluid drizzling out of his system yet his eyes nor facade shown no sign of emotion or pain flowing throughout. "I'm the craziest friend you ever had, right? right?"
"That's why you should like- no, love me. I'm unique, I'm the only one you have like this~" Hummed in response to his own statement, before inching in to the other's face once more and drawing a line on her cheeks using the sharp glass; inflicting stinging pain unto her before licking some blood off her injured face. Proceeding to hold a polished scissor nearby in his left hand and cut off one of her fingers as she struggled and shouted.
"G-get...away...from....m-me.." Stating between pauses, her voice getting weaker of the agony as the female was on the verge of fainting. "I'm crazy, truly am- I'm crazy for you as well, Nene-chan!~" Tightly embracing the frail girl, she whom had no strength to fight back and escape from his grasp before stabbing her heart and cutting her chest with the shard he'd held in his other hand; leisurely yet truly as she let out a screech of suffer.
"Hehe!~ Nene, you can be my Alice, I'll be the Mad Hatter!~"
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