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“ I couldn't stop myself ” (trigger warning: gore and graphic descriptions)
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A coppery scent hung in the room, swirling overhead alongside the smoke from the man's cigarette. His darkened eyes fell on the body laying beside him, a knife embedded in their chest, wedged between their ribs.
He turned onto his side, cigarette pressed between his index and middle fingers as he traced the lips of the body, those powder blue lips splattered in the prettiest shade of red he had ever seen.
"You shouldn't have ran, dear," he murmured, "it would've been so much cleaner had you not."
He chuckled softly, laying on his back while he smoked and recalled the events that lead up to this. He recalled their screaming, their begs for mercy.
He bolted up when he heard footsteps, dropping the cigarette to the floor, orange embers singing the hardwood. His eyes widened with worry, tongue struggling to form words.
"I couldn't stop myself. He called you a faggot and said you deserved to burn in Hell for what you've done. I couldn't let him get away with that."
