CHAPTER 2 - Samantha ~invulnerable~ [By Tsuki]

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CHAPTER 2: Samantha ~invulnerable~ [by Tsuki]

    Gosh! That guy was gorgeous! He looked even more gorgeous the time he killed me, didn’t he? Yeah... I remember... I just pretend like I don’t so that I can toy around with him. Hahahaha! He looked so nervous just now. Even though he hid it so well, I knew. I’m not easily fooled coz I had lived in a long time. But he was the only one who had fooled me. I really did fell in love with him that night. I really thought it was real. But when he killed me, I was so happy. I thought that I died. I thought that I had died for sure. But I came back, as usual. And I was frustrated.

    It’s very rare for me to find in my eternal life somebody who managed to mesmerize me so much. As I took a scoop of the Granola Parfait, I thought of numerous ways to die. It’s fun. Because I know it’ll never happen… but when that day comes, I’ll be the happiest person on earth.

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    Look outside… it’s beautiful… the sky is gloomy over the sea. I love the gloomy weather. Wouldn’t it be nice if a storm hits this bay? I would love to feel it. 

    If a storm do occurred anyway, I had an unfinished business here. I must kill Phillip before that, right?

    I quickly sneak into the kitchen. I saw him. He seemed worried. It is because of me? Owh… how lovely… He thought of me. I’m so touched.

    “You seem nervous…” I said, startling him.

    “You… What do you want?” He said like a scared little kitten.

    “Phillip, dear, you’re so not sexy like this.” I said. I hate the frightening look in his eyes. I hate it when people are afraid of me!

    He seems lost for words. Too smothered by fear, I guess. I better end this. I can’t take it much longer. I hate it.

    “Die.” I said with a pretty lunatic smile. And blood spilled everywhere. I ripped his heart out. It’s a pretty sight. The clean white floor is now starting to be filled by red luminous liquid… What a match; the colors… It’s sad to have someone so fascinating slowly descends. Tragic? Hardly… I better leave now. I hate fear. And fear is gonna come through that door. Then, they’ll scream and blah blah blah whatever. How uninteresting.

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