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From the earth to the morgue

Death is my art

I sighed softly, taking another long drag of my cigarette. I felt an evil smirk spread across my lips as I heard muffled screaming coming from inside the shed. I stomped out my cigarette, walking towards the shed.Show time.
I walked in, a smile plastered on my lips. As soon as the man saw me he began squirming, in some pathetic attempt to get the ropes off of him. He let out so many muffled screams for help. I couldn't stop myself from laughing,

"Oh sweetie, this shed is soundproof. Not a single fucking person is going to hear you."

The mans eyes widened. It looked like he was about ready to fucking piss himself.

"I know. Scary isn't it?"

I stepped closer to him pulling a small pocket knife out of my jacket. The man instantly began sobbing. I could barely understood him, but I just knew he was begging me not to kill him. How pathetic. I rolled my eyes bending down, so I was face to face with him.

"I don't want you making a single fucking sound unless I fucking tell you to. If you try to scream or anything, I'll slit your fucking throat within seconds."

The man nodded quickly. I smiled slightly lifting the knife towards his face, gaining multiple whimpers out of him. I rolled my eyes grabbing a small grip on the gag in his mouth, slicing the knife across it. It instantly fell off of his fat face.
The man let out a huge sigh of relief. I rolled my eyes slightly,

"What's your name?"

The man looked up at me slightly baffled by the sudden question, "Uh it's uh Chris."

Hm, Chris. I nodded slightly. Slowly running my finger across the side of the knife before looking back down at Chris,
"So let me guess. You were a jock in high school. Maybe even the head quarterback for the football team."

Chris looked up at me surprised, "H-how'd you kn-"

"You always thought you were better than everyone. Thought you could get any girl you wanted, but you were often denied. You bullied many people, including MY Frankie" I cut him off, clenching my fists tightly, "But you never really paid attention in school, so your grades were shit. You figured you could get a football scholarship because you were 'the best player on the team'" I added emphasis with air quotations, "So after you barely graduated you tried to go for a scholarship, but literally no one would take you. And so you now work at I don't know maybe McDonald's or something. You're close with your family because no one was stupid enough to stay your friend after high school so they were all you had left. You like to live in this false realm that you're still as popular as you were in high school, so you still believe you have the fucking right to treat everyone like complete shit, but in reality you're the biggest fucking worthless piece of shit!"

Chris sniffles softly, his eyes glossy, "Okay! You're right!" He sobbed out, "Is this what you fucking wanted?! You just wanted me to hate myself more than I already do?!"

I chuckled softly, shaking my head, "Oh sweetie. Do you really fucking think I'd go through all of this just for that." I laughed even harder at the thought, "I'm going to make you suffer, darling. You hurt MY Frankie. And fucking no one gets away with that."

Chris looked up at me absolutely petrified, "W-whoa wait. I'm sorry for what I said to Iero I'll go apologize to him right this second if you want. Just. P-please don't hurt me."

I let a small smirk twitched across my lips, before walking over to all of my tools. I looked over each one, contemplating which one to start off with. I soon decided on a small, rusted knife. Might as well scare him a little. I finally walked back to the now begging man,

"Holy shit! Shut the fuck up! No one else has ever convinced me to let them go, so I'm more than fucking positive you won't either."

Chris's bottom lip trembled, "There's been more?"

I closely examined the knife I had chosen just moments before, "Plenty more."

Chris took in a sharp breath, "And how does your little Frankie feel about all of this." He blurted out.

I darted my eyes straight to him, clenching my teeth harshly, "He doesn't know! And it'll fucking stay that way!!"

Chris chuckled lightly, "Oh. So you're keeping secrets from him. I'm pretty sure you don't keep secrets from people you love."
He's really beginning to push his fucking luck.

I growled slightly, walking towards him, clutching the knife tightly. Chris's expression quickly changed back to completely horrified. I scoffed slightly,

"You really have no idea who the fuck you're messing with here." I hissed out.

I soon slashed the small knife across his chest, gaining a loud shriek from the large man. I rolled my eyes slightly, before tearing his shirt off. I cringed harshly at the sight of his body. Honestly I've never been one to judge someone on their appearance, but holy shit. The way the blood rolled off of his sweaty fucking fat rolls. It was so disgusting. Usually the contrast of blood against someone's skin is so fucking beautiful. It's art. But his. It's enough to make me gag.
I growled slightly. Actually very upset he had somehow fucked up such a beautiful thing. Chris looked down at the cut, tears practically pouring out of him at this point. I scoffed slightly, gently wiping his blood off of my knife, examining it slightly.
"What's wrong with you?!!' Chris screeched out, staring up at me in horror.

I just let out a soft chuckle, "There's not a damn thing wrong with me sweetie. I'm helping the weld. Can't you see? I'm getting rid of toxic people. Fuck. It's like I'm a goddamn superhero!"

"You're fucking insane, man!! Who fucking goes around killing people and then calls themselves a fucking hero?!!"

I glared at him darkly, grabbing onto his jaw, squeezing tightly. I growled slightly pulling his face just inches away from mine, "You have no fucking right to call me insane! I'm not insane! I don't belong in a fucking nuthouse! How dare you even make such a vile lie about me?!"

Chris narrowed his eyes slightly, smirking slightly. Wow, he's fucking brave.

Chris lifted his head, confidently, "Admit it. You're fucking crazy. And you know it."

I stared at him completely shocked, by just the fact he had enough bravery to even stand up to me.

I then just chuckled slightly, letting go of his face, standing back up straight up, "You really are an idiot aren't you?"

Chris's eyebrows scrunched in confusion and disappointment. He seemed so shocked his little plan didn't work out. I smirked proudly, he can't phase me. I know he's too stupid to even comprehend the extinct of what I do. I looked back down at his, once again petrified expression. I sighed happily, pushing the small knife against his fucking fat stomach. Chris looked down at the knife, with wide eyes,

"P-Please man. Don't."

I chuckled slightly, slashing the knife across his stomach, gaining another scream out of him, "Oh yeah, stop calling me fucking "man" if you're going to insist on having something to call me. Fucking call me Gerard."

Chris sobbed, nodding slightly. Hm, he's not fucking talking anymore. That's good. I smiled, sweetly, walking back over to my other tools. I quickly darted my attention back to Chris as he mumbled something out, a small amount of blood falling from his lips,

"I bet you're little Frankie thinks you're insane too."

I growled clenching my fists tightly. I quickly reached over grabbing a random knife, stomping back over to him.

"You have some fucking nerve." I hissed out, glaring darkly.

Chris just chuckled weakly, "Admit it, Gerard. You know he does. Look how vulnerable he is. He's scared of you. That's why he hasn't left your psychotic ass. Admit it. You know it's fucking true!!"

I felt my hands tremble harshly, as I lifted the rather large knife into the air, thrusting it down into his chest, just barely missing his heart. Chris screeched out in pain, coughing up even more blood. I growled, lowly, twisting the knife, gaining multiple begging cries from the struggling man. I gritted my teeth harshly, barely able to stand him anymore. I wanted to tourtière him, but holy shit I can't wait for him to be dead.

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry! Please don't kill me!" Chris sobbed out, coughing up more blood with every breath.

My eyes darkened, as I pulled the knife out of him. Chris took in a sharp breath, looking up at me with pleading eyes, "Please. I have family. Please don't kill me."

I tightened my grip on the knife, slashing it across his body with each word,"Stop (slash) fucking (slash) begging for (slash) your (slash) pathetic life. (slash. Slash) You (slash) worthless (slash) piece (slash) of (slash) shit!!" I then just lifted the knife, thrusting it straight down into his heart, twisting violently.
I left the knife in his chest as I stood straight back up, breathing heavily. I smiled down at his now lifeless body. My smile immediately fell as his stinging words ran through the my head. He was right. Frankie's scared of me. I felt my heart clench, tightly in my chest. I clenched my chest tightly, feeling small tears roll down my cheeks. I felt my knees go weak, and the next thing I knew I collapsed to the floor and I just began fucking sobbing. I placed my head in my blood stained hands, weeping harshly.
My whole body trembled as I peeled my hands off of my face, staring at the blood that covered them. I gasped out, harshly just staring at my hands. I'm fucking disgusting. Look at me I'm covered in fucking blood! I'm fucking disgusting!! I've scared the only person I've ever fucking loved and here I am still just sitting here, surrounded by someone else's blood.
I'm a fucking monster.

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