She is pretty much insane... just thought you should be aware. ♥️♥️
+Melantha Collins+
I had no words. Rage?
Wild, insufferable, miserable, soul boiling rage.
And before I could process anything, her skull was cracked open, blood spilling onto the floor, the hammer in my hands hitting the floor beside me as I dropped it.
I sighed, looking at her lips, her neck.
The places he put his mouth.
The purple marks, hickey's, I was so merciful letting her die with those marks.
That should've been me. They should be on me.
I found myself grabbing the hammer.
I didn't know what I was doing until I made a mess that would be so much harder to clean.
He was making me suffer. Making me kill all these poor women because they don't know he's mine yet.
He's taunting me.
I hate it.