... The attempt on his life was hilarious, as she watched him, giggling childishly, as he brought the blade of the kitchen knife to his neck, threatening to slice it open. The smile on her face was one you would see a child wear if given candy. But she knew the boy wouldn't do it, and as he dropped the blade with a clatter to the floor, her smile only got wider. Because now there were tears in the boy's eyes, and his mutterings of her just to kill him only made her smile wider to the point where it parted her lips and showed her teeth. This stupid boy didn't get it.
Her smile got wider as the boy dropped to his knees, pleading for her to kill him. Like a switch being turned on her smiled disappeared and her eyes became cold. She took the few steps that separated her from the boy and took the gun out of the holster on her thigh and pressed the muzzle of the gun right against his forehead. His brains would splatter all over the bottom cabinet at the pull of the trigger. Her eyes were cold now, her face blank and completely serious. Within the second it took her to pull the trigger she moved her hand so that the gun was facing the boy's right hand and fired it. The bullet shot clean through, and not once had she let her eyes move from the boy's.
Within a split second the childishness was back as she heard a scream from the boy's mouth, the laugh that rolled from her mouth sounding much like a demonic giggle that raised in intensity. She snickered, opening her mouth to speak.
"Can't jack off now, can you gayboy!" She dissolved in to hysterical laughter, taking the hilt of the gun and smashing it in to the boy's temple before putting the safety on the gun and dropping it to the floor. With that being done she skipped out of the kitchen, humming softly 'Come little children from Hocus Pocus.
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Tired.
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I don't dissociate enough for this s**t.
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