I feel the sweet poisin,
Sear through my vains,
As the red tint covers my vision,
I let the hate real me in,
And i give into the urge to kill.
I see the innocent shadows,
Walking among the trees,
The smaller one giggling as the other,
Whispers in her ear...
"Your cute" he says,
I can smell the liquor that hangs in the air around them,
No one will miss these two,
So far deep in my mind I dont realize the trig right under my foot until the snaps,
Filling the air with the noise,
The shadows stop moving and look behind them,
"Boo" says the taller one...
The girl giggles again,
This is what I was waiting for,
And I lunge for the boy snapping his neck with ease,
My teeth find his vein without difficulty,
The girl's screams ring in my ears but I pay her no attention,
If she runs I will catch her,
If she calls for help no one will hear her.
His body went limp before I was finished,
My head turned to look at the little girl,
My eyes glimming a crimison red took in the full length of the short girl,
A smile appeared on her bright red lips,
She was in my arms in a second,
Our lips moving together in harmony...
Our perfect happy ending to a perfect evening.
|Ian Somerhalder||as Narrator|
|Malese Jow||as Unamed Girl|