My Release

My heart sung as I plunged the knife into the whore's stomach. I laughed gleefully as her eyes widen, suddenly aware of what was going to happen to her. She was mine now, I could do whatever I wanted to her. I could plunge the knife again and again, or I could slowly slid it along her now beautiful skin, making it pour her crimson blood, staining her skin. Making it beautiful no more. I could leave her here in the empty ally making sure that the only way anyone would recognize her would be by her dental records. I could leave her posed beautifully, accenting what made her so lust worthy. The curves of her body, so irresistible, any man could be swayed by them. Her sea blue eyes that anyone could get lost in. Her flawless skin every women around her dreamed of having. Her smile, so enchanting it could trap a man with just a glimpse of it. All of these features would prove why she was so evil. Why she was the perfect one for me. As a whore she knew how to use these features to get what she wanted. She wrapped anyone she could around her little finger. She had too much power over men, that's why she had to be stopped. 

I left her in the ally, beaten and bruised. The knife cuts that once bleed a crimson color were left to turn to an ugly rust. I left her there looking like the whore she was. I left her to find my next release.