Baby I'm a sociopath
A sweet serial killer
On a warpath
Cause I love you just a little too much
~Lana
Blood.
Blood everywhere.
On her face
On her hands
On the thin lilac shirt she wore
And more prominently, everywhere around her
Staining the soft blue walls of the hotel room she was in
Spilled over the light brown carpet
And pouring over the sheets of the bed in front of her
It dyed the white bedsheets crimson red
In front of her lay the body of her victim
Insides spilled out as her life's blood flowed from her.
She was long dead.
Her victim's name was Kin Tsuchi. At least, that's what it used to be, she thought with a laugh.
Kin was supposed to be 'his' girlfriend. But yet here she was, in an expensive hotel room having just finished her night with another man. And that's where she, the huntress, found her prey.
"You hurt him." She said, sliding the tip of her knife over her victim's cold, lifeless cheek.
'Him' of course being the object of her desires- her obsession, her fulfilment, her everything.
"You cheated on him- with scum." She spat her words.
She was Hinata Hyuga. Supermodel. Idol. A smiling goddess to the rest of the world.
"And once he finds out, it will hurt him so much. "
But this side of her easy invisible. It stayed between her and her victims.
" So I hurt you." And with a smile, she took pleasure in desecrating the dead face.