She took a long breath. Not being able to really breath through her nose nor her mouth based on the damage done to her. She had killed her rapist perpetrator properly but it left her in the position that she was currently in, after it was all rectified by her beatin and stabbing his worthless ass in the heart.
She was bleeding mightily too. She was looking at herself after putting the perp to sleep forever. She smiled at that feat, now that she sat up on her kitchen outside, under the only window in her kitchen where he had gained entrance, wall where it had all taken place. The kitchen floor she noticed was now covered with crimson from the nasty fuck's blood and her...blood. She had to smile again because her Father had always told her when she was growing up,
"Fighting evil Sonshine. Always comes with pain but most often than not, never death." She looked at her wounds and thought,
'Dad. You were wrong in this shit. I''m bleeding out bad. I'll see you soon.'...
(Peace. More to come...)
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