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Justin:

I release my grip from her neck.
It takes me a while to realize she's no longer breathing.
I wasn't even choking her that hard, I must've got carried away.

Holly.
She used to be mine.


She tried to leave me.
Just like the others.
All she had to do was accept me.
How hard is that?


What a worthless slut.
I thought she was different.


Women are so fragile.
They can't handle pain.


I wouldn't consider myself a killer, I enjoy inflicting pain.

Pain is simply an art, an outlet.


Cuts, bruises, and blood cover her body.
There she was, lying there... naked and lifeless.
But for a dead woman, she's still awfully sexy.

I can't help but eye her dead body.
I've never been the one to practice necrophilia, but right now I'm strongly considering it.


I spread her legs wider and slam myself in and out her guts.
Her head slams against the wooden headboard and her breasts bounce. I suck on them.


Her insides are still warm, but it sucks she isn't alive to clench around me.


I came.
Maybe once... or twice.
Then I pissed on her face because I felt like it.

At least she won't get pregnant.
I chuckle at the thought of that.

Once I was finished, I shove her dead body off the bed and she hits the floor with a thump.

This is what happens to women who try to leave me.

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I've decided to rewrite these chapters
-J

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