The Zalgo Spawn, Or New Proxy?

part three

........ "Hows my wounderfull boyfriend!" He says. Trying to kiss me.

"Ex, Boyfriend." I say, My voice lasted with venom. Pushing him a side I grab his throat. "Now. Where is my gitar pick?"

"What? Oh, you mean the one you got
At your 15th birthday?"

"Yes, jackass" I yell slighy. Holding tighter on his neck. "N-no.. I haven't seen it, why..?"

"Bitch! You were at my house!"

"Hell, no i wasn't."

"Then where the hell is my stuff!?" I yell, my voice sounding sourt of glitchy. "Whoa! H-hold on a minute man!" He stammers.

The skin I hold onto so very tightly is obviously going to bruise later. "You still wanna' lie?!" I yell. While he starts to fade away into darkness. I stop holding so tight and let him breath. Loud gasps come from him now that he could breath i give him a serious look.

"Answer me!"

"I-" cough "I h-have not been at your place!" He strugles to get out.

"Uh huh, sure." I grab tighter onto his neck, my nells digging into his skin. Pricing the soft sufase. Blood drips over my fingers as he realizes that he is bleeding, his eyes wide open and scared lasted within them.

Not realizing what exactly I was doing. I grab harder, injoying the satisfaction of his scared eroma, blood and all just fot the fun of it- well allmost all just for the fun of it.

Letting go he drops to the side of the gray and cream brown colored wall. His breath heavy and his face staind with tears, tears he didn't know he even shed. Struggling to get up I kick him in the side. He huffs with a sound of pain and doesn't get up.. His face covered with a pale expression. My eyes dart to him now relizing he was't breathing. I stand up; a grin starts to form on my face. For some odd reason I found some type of pleasure seeing his lifeless body laying there.

Without thinking I lean down to his limp body. Pulling his sholder over to me I take out my small poket knife that I made sure to hide. Opening the sharp blade I move his shirt sleeve up and carve a simbol into the skin: a plane X.

Standing up. I leave his body, a sourt of pleasure seeps through me of the thought if someone finding his limp body. Ohh- it just sends shivers down my spin.