I know I’ve already done Wip Thursday, but I’ve got more… 🫣😈
I’ve been very angry recently and fortunately I could perfectly channel it into these snippets from “Smile For Me🌿” my post-outbreak Fic.
(Remember these snippets are possibly full of mistakes and not yet edited. Also, it’s two different confrontations.) 
“Look at me, focus right here,” you wait until she weakly lifts her head. “W-what?” She spits.
“I’m gonna tell you how this goes down. The little girl will kneel right here facing you,” you point to a spot across from her, “and you will watch me kill her, how I’ll break her skull until she’s unrecognizable. But don’t worry,” you smirk “I’ll let her scream in pain for a bit so you know she’s suffering, it’s what you did with him didn’t you?” You hiss.
“Also considering you’ve been out here for some time you should be hungry, maybe I should make you eat her, huh?” You wonder.
“Would you like that? You fucking cunt underestimated me and look where that got you. Your Daddy dead, your Friends Dead and it’s only you and her left.”
“Y-you are so s-sick, all of this just for him?”
“This is nothing, you have no idea what I would do for him.”
“She’s just a kid” she pleads.
“Do I seem like someone who’d care?” You say as you get up.
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When she heads towards the exit you immediately get up and wander after her. No one bats an eye but Simon. He has watched you all night, at the bar, the tension palpable and even back at the table your eyes were locked on her. Tracking. Simon knows that you want to kill her, he’s knows the look in your eyes when you’ve found a new target to eliminate. As much as he wants to entertain this plan, he needs to stop you. Even though she clearly needs to learn not to fuck with someone as yourself, if you kill her then Maria will kick you out no questions asked.
So Simon follows your trail, using his military knowledge, exactly what he taught you.
Until she stops in some alley, that’s when you attack.
“Heyyy,” you call out and she turns around already rolling her eyes.
Before she can even open her mouth your fist has landed in her face. Her attitude makes the following crunch of her nose bridge breaking so much more satisfying.
As suspected the force of your fist knocks her down. She whines, -you have to stop her from making too many noises-. You’re on her, pining her down with your weight on her waist. You look at her face, scrunched up in pain, she’s crying and all that lovely blood, you crave this, seeing the damage you can inflict.
You lean in and whisper tauntingly.
“I’m gonna fucking kill you, you dumb bitch. You won’t ever try to put your hands on me, cuz I’m gonna break one finger after the other. Or maybe I should cut them off, feed them to the dogs.” You laugh but it sounds unnatural, faked.
“Getting into things that are none of your goddamn business,” you grab her jaw tightly and pull her face close “you don’t fuck with me without consequences. No, whores like yourself get what they deserve. I’ll beat the shit out of you until you’re gonna wish you would’ve never been born.” You squeeze your hand so hard that more tears spill. You’ve always loved playing with your prey.
There so much blood gushing from her nose and mouth. You’d be surprised if she recovers from this.
You pull out your pocket knife, the sharp blade flicks out and the sheer panic in her eyes is exhilarating.
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