Shout to the Void

i smiled sadly at him because deep inside i know it’s our final goodbye.

I love her. I swear, I really do. Her kind smile, her contagious laugh, and the sweet smell of innocence around her. But, what got me so addicted on her was the way she begged and screamed my name as I plucked her nails one by one and how she howled in immense pain as I carved out her hypnotizing brown eyes before pulping it to add a grotesquely beautiful effect on my painting. 

Red. I need a red paint. I thought, as I meticulously skinned her alive. 

“Yes! Yes! That’s it baby. Screeammm.”

“Scream my name. I want it all!” I moaned as her body writhed and shuddered in pure agony while she screamed her song of praises in my name.

After peeling off the last of her skin without killing her, I dipped my paint brush on her freshly peeled flesh. Then, I painted her the way I wanted to remember her. I painted her body as it arched in both pleasure and pain. The way her face contorted in pure bliss as her agony dug deep in her soul. Yes, I love her and this was the only way to keep her with me. I promise to keep her close to my heart until the end of time. Because, she’s mine. 

Only mine.