Bloody "X"

I have to admit
I've been out of the game
Of killing for awhile
Don't worry...my knives are still sharp.

Kelly Vollier
Her name does not matter
But I would like you to know my victims
...As if you were related

She was a bitch.

A beautiful snob
Who thought she was better
Than everyone else
In the world.

I would prove her wrong.
By showing her
That her blood
Was red too.

I followed her closely
Close enough to where she couldnt see
I came to know her shadow
Very well.

On the fateful day
When her soul
Was granted wings
By my very blade

She came out of her friend's house
And walked towards her car
I leaped from her shadow
And took her

With one hand over her mouth
I pinned her to the side of the house
Her mumbles made little noise
She tried to kick until she saw my blade

I put my knife in between my teeth
And with my free hand
Took off her jeans...
And everything else waist down

My hands invaded her.

Even in this horrific experience
In the face of death
When my hands touched her clit
She was wet.

I thrusted into her
Tight...so tight
Her mumbles of mixed terror
And now pleasure

Her head pushed on the wall
I threw her body into it
Over and over
And over

My hand now sweaty
Covering her mouth
Slipped
And a pathetic scream escaped

One reflex.

My knife dropped from my teeth
Into my hand
And my hand lunged
Into her throat

Blood squirted
Like a magnifecent fountain
As I climaxed
Giving her spirit something extra

Then i left an "x"
On her left breast
My signature
In blood

Her lifeless body
Kelly Vollier
Was now mine...
Forever