What have you done? Look at her…lying on the bare floor, covered in her own blood, and I stand here with a gun on my hand, he smiling in sympathy? Oh, Elizabeth, I knew that your life would be ruined. Now you got the same Devil fearing you. You, the same girl who used to always let a hand for others in need, never complaining and their foolish demands. You, who never lied to a soul, and if you did, it was for the best for the others, trying to never hurt anyone; their souls fulfilled with content. You, who your best friend when was addicted, you helped her get out of it, take manage to herself, she know floats up above for your confusion; Now being you the addicted. And you out of the people in the world, had to be the gal who keeps everyone feared at night, who never let’s a single life-form take it’s place, who takes away the innocent for the joy of attraction. Miss. DeadNight.
My mind had its concert of dispute. I agreed though, that I was completely insane, and I did nothing to prevent it. It was something I thought about every time, but I always found a way to ignore it. I had no sorrow what-so-ever in this person who I just sent her to her escape, I didn’t know her, so in my ignorant mind, I was OK with that.
“Hmph, not bad for a novice.” His voice tortured me every second.
“How much do you want, I did your dirty job for you.” My mask sweaty from all the adrenaline I was under, the eerie feeling from the body in front of me. His dark hair reflected the moonlight up above, and his eyes where the only things I saw.
“DeadNight, you can’t quit just like that? Don’t you enjoy it? Plus, this isn’t only my dirty job.” I knew under his undercover mask, he was smiling. Ugh, what a repugnant smile.
I turned away with no words. Even my own heart couldn’t deny the feeling. I was a maniac, a lunatic, in thirst of blood. I placed my gun back to my belt.
“Yeah, I know how it feels, good huh? Well DeadNight, I shall see you tomorrow night.” He blew me a kiss of good-bye, he knowing any better that he makes me irritated anytime he tries to flirt, or even talk to me, yet he still does it.
He is my partner in crime anyways
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