Uneven,
all over, every part of her, uneven. Pale patches peppered over azure flesh, fingertips skin toned, shoulders almost white. She was a mess… And mentally, MENTALLY, she had been tripping, stuttering over something that could be confused with multiple personality disorder… It was all her… Right?
One moment she could try to harm anyone around her, screaming, scratching the nearest person, drawing blood, she didn’t care, she needed the RELEASE, even if it meant hurting HERSELF. And a moment later she would be sobbing, crying, begging, PLEADING, to be put out of her misery.
But right now, now, she was face first in Lena’s chest, eyes screwed shut, she didn’t want to see it anymore, she couldn’t, this is why… FLASHES of steady eyes looking down the scope of Widow’s kiss, the PULL of a trigger and then it was all CRIMSON. – How could Widowmaker so this? It didn’t mater who it was… Children if they were in the way… Innocent bystanders… Killing and killing over and over… and … why did the thought feel so good..? So WARM? …
Lena’s neck was so close .. so soft.. thin.. could reach up and just.. take it between her hands.. Lena would let her too… Such .. such a good friend… this woman she … Her NECK would be so easily SNAPPED…. just the thought made a small moan echo through her mind.. Delicious was the sound of breaking bones…
Shaking… she was terrified of her own mind she was horrified of the things SHE had done… It was getting easier, it was…. wasn’t it? But this… This was why deffinately why, there was multiple desperate attempts to leave HER OWN body … she wanted to give herself over to Talon every time Widowmaker took another life, so …so easily with…no regret… It was… happening again. Amelie couldn’t handle it… That was her name.. right?
“M…M..Make it ssss..stop..” Voice trembling as if she was freezing.
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