BrokenMelissa sighed, frowning at the blood that stained her thin fingers, dotting her perfect nails. Pressing her lips into a thin line, she stood the drying blood that had settled into the folds of her clothing, crackling free.Broken8 years ago in Horror More Like This
"I tried.. I tried to make them see reason. But, what can you do with some people?" she asked the silent room, marred only by the buzz of blue bottle flies , happy to have found a feast.
But it was true. She had tried. Pleaded, begged, whined, threatened. But in the end, nothing would sway them from their desion.
How long had she been held in servitude to them? 15, almost 16 years.
And every year they made a show of it. How long she had been here, held in their grasp. After 18 years, she would be free. One way or another.. she had her plans, her secret ideas, slowly built over the years.
She could hear the Bitches mocking words. "I don't know how could we live without you. I may just hold on to you forever Melissa." And then she would laugh, the Bastard j