Lily
Thought I was playing. Charlene is my blood sister. we shared same mother and father. I love my sister i do no matter how insane someone might think I am. I pulled alotta strings to get her out. I knew what I wanted and with sis out, I knew shit would fall into place. I wasn't a psychopath per-say buttt i had signs of one. I can love its not impossible I'm just a twisted human because most lives i could give two shit about. I'm what people call a serial killer so to speak. I love the thrills the feeling of having someone's life in your hands. I love feeling like their God. Char's one two she just lets her out differently. She puts it in business. I don't because you should never mix business and pleasure. Yes I get off on the kills I do. I only go hunting when it becomes unbearable. I had a particular favorite. I loved women with long hair and men who stood taller than me. They were a challenge. In particular i like mutts. I love those of multiple ethnics. The women I keep locks of their hair, the men i keep a finger. Women with pretty nails and full lips. I kill beauty. I do have a thing against feminine women for so reason strangling them is much more fun. It all started when I was ten.
"Dad! Mom is calling she wanted to...." my little foot steps stopped as I hear struggling. The door was cracked I heard a women gasping for air. I opened the door to see my father with a wire wrapped around a woman's neck. She was kicking and trying to scratch him. Seeing me she thought I would save her.
"You see this honeybee you do this to sluts" he said. I looked in the woman's eyes they were bulged out and almost rolling back. I watched her take that last breathe nd life drain from her eyes. My father let her go and her body hit the ground with a thud. He smiled stood up all the way fixed his clothes and said
"What did your mother want?"
"To know what....you...wanted for....dinner" I couldn't stop staring at her dead body. I walked up to her and stroked her long pretty black hair. Pulling the blade I had in my pocket out. I ran it over her face. I didn't understand why i felt calm...aroused. In a trance like state I got a lock and right when i sliced it. Releasing a breathe just as I snipped the last piece. I was panting. I was scared now.
"Guess me and you got something in common after all" my dad's voice boomed. I jumped and looked at him. I was the trouble child i never got along with either of my parents but my dad....my dad and I had the most problems.
"What... what was tht?" I asked. He smirked and ran his hands through his hair. He said one word. One word that stuck to me.
"Bliss" he said.
Ever since that day I became a daddy's girl. We went everywhere together, i told him everything and even came out to him first. He said he had already knew. Char was a mommy's girl, she was like my mothers twin. I always seduced my women and guys hell they were just a fun hobby. The women they were what I really wanted their fragile small petite bodies. Their nails clawing into my arms and hands. The struggles were so arousing the more they fought the more pleasure erupted from my body. It was always those few seconds. I made sure i cut their hair as that last breathe slipped out their pretty painted lips. I was getting excited just thinking about it. I always slit their throats after just to see if the blood changes color after they're dead. I loved watching it decorate the ground. Blood was always something that intrigued me from the way it look when it dried to the random ways it spurted out. My father always helped with the struggles. He gave me the places to get the women. I always choose the club goers. That night that I was out with Fatima. I saw her first. I saw Zara first. Her long pretty black hair, smooth chocolate skin, thick lips. I originally was going to find prey. I needed another fix. I never told Fatima about my little play time. She never asked she assumed it had to do with my sister. Oh she doesn't know Char and I are sister. It never crossed my mind to tell her. I saw Zara and I wanted her. I wanted her so bad but like many times before Fatima overshadowed that. I wanted Zara but I didn't have a blood lust for her. No...I had much better plans for her. I was going to set my shit into action tonight.
Zara
I had been blowing up her phone for the past two days. I mean I know we not official but still damn. She could at least text me. I was sleeping with Joey but it was strictly sex. I was so shocked when she was down with it. I wasnt going to deny anything. I decided maybe I come through to go out with her this since I was off. I pull up and her house and get out. My gold converses hit the gravel surrounding her driveway. I had on all black, a black tank top with gold print and black shorts and a all black snapback. I was rocking my gold watch and switched all my jewelry to match. I walk up to her door and knock. I waited a few minutes and right when I was about to walk away I heard the locks unlatch. I was greeted to Lily...all wet...and shirtless. She smirked her vampire fangs dazzling.
"Can I help you with something" she looked...sinister and so fucking sexy. My cl*t twitched. She wiped her nose. I saw her eyes look glazed over.
"You coming in or you gonna keep eye fucking me" she said and stepped from to the side. I walked in but still my eyes were glued to her body.
"Is uh Fatima here?" I finally got out after oggling over her fit form and messy black curls. She walked over the white powder on the couch. She leaned down and snorted some. I knew I recognized that glazed and hard look.
"Does it look like she here" Lily said and sniffed wiping her nose.
"Uhm..." I said. I was worried.
"....Does Tima know you do this stuff" I asked. From encounters I know coke fiends can be very violent. She burst out laughing scaring the fuck out of me.
"So what if she dont aint none of her business ma" she said and snorted another line. I started panicking inside and backed up.
"Aww mami you scared now?" she asked and stood up walking to me. She body towered over mine.
"I uh" I said. She was...turning me on what the fuck. I was against the wall and she was leaning down entrapping me with her arms on both sides. I could feel her body heat radiate. She leaned down to my ear. She started whispering Portuguese in my ear. My eyes closed unwillingly and I moaned. My boxers were soaked. She chuckled.
"My little slut" she whispered in English and moved away from me.
"No Fatima not home but I am and I'm going out you coming or nah" she asked. My stupid ass nodded. What she did that night....I would never feel again. Lily made me feel....alive.
We pull up to this club not far from her house. I had heard about this place it was one of the ruthless clubs here. Owned by Black Knight. They were blood crazed. I got out the car and damn near shit myself. They all stopped and looked at me. The dirt bikes stopped moving and nothing but stares. Lily wrapped her arm around me and they stopped.
"Relax if I didn't show I knew you they would of hung ya ass from the docks" she said like that shit was normal. I gave her terrified look. The only times you came to this side of the neighborhood was to either become apart of it or to die. There was no in between. I heard about this place so much. My mom made sure I stayed away from these sides of town. Why is my stupid ass still here with this fucking cocaine addict. Im fucking stupid. But I figured it might be better to stick around her on the count I dont wanna be hung my throat. We went into the building and music filled the air. I looked around it was nothing but killers, whores and crazies here. I wonder which one Lily is.
"How you find this place?" I asked as I sat on the bar stool.
"I was adventurous as a child mom told me to stay away and of course I did the opposite" She said and smiled. She had changed into a orange tank with zebra print, black jeans and zebra print shoes. Her hair was untamed and wild pulled back by a red bandanna. Her piercings glistened. I took the drink she gave me. Let me explain throughout the night I been making stupid decisions. One was coming out with her ass. I sniffed the drink she gave me. She laughed.
"You think I would poison you cute mama" she said
"Dance" she said and pulled me to the dance floor. I followed and had to step over a body.
"What the fuck-"I started before she slammed me back against her body. I froze and my head fell back.
"Open" she said as her finger pressed my lips. I felt so much pleasure from a simple touch. I felt her hand glide up my shirt and her grinding was all rhythmic and shiiittttt. I was moving with her. Her hand moved up and grabbed my throat forcing my head back. She twirled one finger in my hair.She turned me to face her and I looked at her stone cold green pretty eyes. I decided fuck it and felt up her body to a beautiful 8 pac greeted me.I was against a wall. Moving my hips as if if I stopped I would die. Our chest breasted against other. Her chest rose and fell as mine did. I for the first time saw how fucking sexy she was. I ran my hand up to her breast. She grabbed my throat. I moaned her grip was tight and firm. I opened my eyes to see her glaze her foggy green eyes were like intoxication. She smirked and ran her tongue up my bare throat. My p"ssy was flooding.
"I can make you feel..." she trailed off. Her hand touched my p*ssy and it gushed. She grabbed my hair pulling it back.
"So pretty"she said. I was panting. I stared at those pretty eyes and felt my body burn. She turned me around. She gripped my hips and pulled me closer. She moved her pelvis up as I moved down and she bent me over. I was actually enjoying it. I just wanted to see how she felt inside me. She yanked my body up by my throat. I let the flow over my body go. At that moment in the time period then....I felt alive...Lily Romez made me feel...alive again.
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