KILLING A FEW MORE WON'T HARM...WILL IT?

Pov Venice

⚠️ BE CAREFUL AGAIN IT CAN BE TRIGGERING I REPEAT DON'T READ IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE. IT'S FULL OF SENSITIVE CONTENT, KILLING, BLOOD, TORTURE. IF YOU CANNOT HANDLE DO NOT READ. I REPEAT DO NOT READ. ⚠️

I could not stay there. I just could not. I had to walk out from there. No, I had to run away from there. The pain was too much.

The pain was too much to hold up. The past I don't want to believe was very much there still present in my memories.

I should have known not to keep her in the same room if only my mind was not clouded with lust and if only I would have though rationally.

If only I would, if only I would .. but I never fu**ing do. That's the problem I don't do it.

The dreams were not there... I thought they stopped but how wrong I was.. how stupid motherfu**er I was. They came back.. more prominent, more strong, more expressive.

I was an adolescent of 13, I was let out in the street alone, hungry, no place to hide from the rain, sun, snow... just alone with no proper knowledge of how this world work and no proper insight of how money can make people bow down.

Was out there for one and a half years struggling to be barely alive.

Robbing just to finds some meal, a decent meal to eat for the day.

Finding shelter to escape from them...

There should be guilt. It should be there but there is none...

It is from the last 12 years.

I feel like fading... fading at the bottom of the river no, I feel like drowning at the bottom of hell.

The river is cold and peaceful just like I show, just like I prefer, just like my external character is... cold and peaceful...

but my internal self is burning like hellfire. The self I don't show, the self I don't prefer...

Only prefer when revenge is what I aspire, I crave, I want.

I was not like that with multiple characters. It was simple. I simply wanted to become a librarian. huh, a librarian... A f**king librarian.

The lady took me into her home. Promised food, shelter, and a family. I thought I was her adopted daughter... no, I was her pet, her punching bag, and an ashtray...

I was starved, I was collared, I was dragged, I was wiped.

I was running in the street with a blood-stained hand and a knife tucked in my pants.

To Saved myself... I was naive...

I had to protect one thing I was left with... my innocence.

Slept on the footpath, not a new thing.

Said I was beautiful like his daughter, but she doesn't have a daughter nor was I.

The new home was beautiful, big and peaceful. They gave me clothes, food, and shelter. They adopted me as their daughter.

But the guilt never came. And I know it will never come.

The men with each a glass of champagne, naked, old, drunk and old as...old as my grandfather.

Enjoying me getting tortured. They wanted to take turns.

They say your first kill is thrilling and indeed it is. But killing four together is bliss... pure bliss.

I killed them with the same knife the lady used to draw... 'doodle' she used to call them.. on me.

Jacob and Emily was my new guardian. Emily is a psychologist. I needed one back then. Seriously in need of one... Jacob was a businessman and a lawyer. They were 'The Smith' one of the richest.

I could care less about what they are or what they do because they gave me a new home, food, clothes and I don't need more. But they enrolled my name in a different school and changed my title to Smith. They solved the case and there was no single evidence found of someone dying, or me killing anyone.

They tried to bring me back to my own self, but I'm a murderer.

I want revenge. I am already a murder killing a few more won't harm.

Will it?

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I realised I was somehow near the cliff with a cigarette in my hand. I don't know how I reached here without any accident. I was riding my bike in a haze.

I don't have a mobile or wristwatch to check what time it is. But by the way, the sun is peeking through the horizons it's clearly dawn. I sighed and looked down to see many butts of cigarettes are there.

I shouted at Anna I shouldn't have. She seems heartbroken. Of course, she will be... She is not f**ked up like me.

I should maintain distance from her. I don't want to drag her in my mess. She has a life ahead.

Her college starts the day after tomorrow. The bed is not fixed yet. I will let her sleep in my bed. And I will stay out.

I will sleep in my office. It has a sleeping chamber. It's made for me to sleep when I stay overnight. I am the CEO of the company... Jacob's company. I am looking after his business.

But before that, I have to say sorry.

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Hey ❤️,

If I could make you all confused then I did a great job. 😎😎

Writing it was difficult.😌🤕

This chapter gives a view of Venice's life.

Her early childhood was indeed a mess

More secrets are to be revealed😛😜.

What do you think? 🤔will Anna accept her when her truth will be exposed

QOTD~ name a weird combination of food you ate and later you liked it. 😂

me ~ I pan-fried my ice cream 😂😂. and believe me it was tasty

If you like the chapter please vote and🔥 comment and as you know your comments motivate me.

Bye 👋