User:Samantha145

Samantha's Revenge

Samantha was a medium- tall red- haired girl with blue eyes. Samantha simply adored the color red, blood- red and neon red. She had long, unnaturally slender legs and long lashes. Her layered, highlited red hair covered one eye, and the rest of her hair was a little bit beyond shoulder- leghnth, and was brushed to one side. Samantha thought of all her achievements that she had gotten over the past few months. She had a loving boyfriend, and her grades had gone up. She arrived at school, and chatted outgoingly with a couple friends. One thing concerned her. She quickly scribbled out a note, and as she walked from school, slipped the note to her boyfriend and smiled. "Oh- don't worry, it's nothing bad." She said, comforting the concerned face of her boyfriend, Derek. He smiled, walking away, as they parted. Samantha walked home- and a strange feeling overcame her. she quickly dismissed it, though the feeling made her agitated. Two hours later, Samantha's sobs were tiny. Blood glistened from her arm, and the knife she was holding dropped to the ground. For days, Samantha grieved. Derek bullied her, and Samantha's sadness slowly started to die away- to be replaced with a burning hatred. She started having bad attitudes towards teachers, back- talking them and laughing when she got into trouble. Her grades slowly started to go down. Her teachers got even more mad at Samantha for laughing off her grades, and Samantha usually stared off in space in the middle of her classes. One day, when she was half- asleep, Derek leaned in and whispered; "Hey- ugly freak." Samantha growled and shook her head, turning it over to her EX. She glared at him with a burning hatred. "What do you want?" Samantha growled. "I was just wondering- are you having sweet dreams, SAMANTHA!?" He suddenly said loudly, caught the attention of the teacher, rambling on about algebra- or whatever it was that Samantha really didn't care about. The words stuck to her, and seemingly sunk through her skin. Sweet Dreams. A voice said. The teacher, Mr. Howard, turned, glaring at Samantha. Samantha returned the glare, her lips curling into a snarl. "Okay, Miss Robins- I think it's time for a visit to the office." He said, his face smug. It quickly disappeared as he saw Samantha's face, showing laughter right in the teachers face. He growled, and walked Samantha to the office. That's right. Make him mad. A small voice whispered. "Thank you for letting me walk you to the office," said Samantha. Mr. Howard's face questioned her. "It's not like you know how to get there all by yourself." She smirked, walking into the office. Mr. Howard muttered under his breath, letting Samantha walk into the office. The principle didn't look surprised. For hours they talked about the past happenings and how to fix the "future". Samantha still really didnt care. She glared at the principle. This is all Derek's fault. She thought to herself the whole way home. Her anger started to worsen as she saw him walking behind her- and the strange feeling came back. She growled and clenched her fists. Derek came up behind her, kicking her back. She suddenly whipped around, her eyes narrowed. She punched him and landed a hard blow on his face. He threw a blow at her- but Samantha ducked. Then, his leg suddenly rose up- hitting her in the face with a loud CRACK! Blood poured from her eyes. Vanessa felt the feeling again- and voices in her head- too low and quiet to be heard started to softly whisper. The feeling tugged at her sides, making her scream in mixed feelings. She let it take over almost as quickly as it came. She rushed him, punching and kicking him repeatedly until his breathing slowed. Blood poured all around her. Samantha's eyes were wide from shock as she looked at the body below her, covered in blood. As blood suddenly squirted all over her face- she sniffed- almost about to cry with remorse- and started laughing uncontrollably. The voices in her mind got louder, echoing her laughter. Samantha suddenly stood up, and gingerly licked the blood covering her hand. Her smile was wide, and she walked away, leaving bloody footprints and with her hands still dripping in the scarlet liquid. When she got home, a single thought crossed her mind. She walked into her room, and pulled a long, slender knife out of her drawer. She walked over to a mirror. For half a second, she saw herself- a blood- covered girl, with a wider mouth than it should be. Scarlet stripes under her wide, bloody eyes- slitted like a cat's. The smile on her face was wide. Voices in her mind Interrupted her thinking. This time, they were more clear. "Can't you see who you have become?" The small, voice shook, giving the terrified emotion. "Shut up." A sharp voice said. "Do it, Samantha." It started chanting. "Do it." More voices chimed in. "Do it- do it, do it, do it!" Samantha's smile grew wider. My smile is never big enough. She thought. Without thinking, she suddenly tore at the sides of her mouth with the knife, making the smile wider and wider until it reached up almost to her eye. Blood poured around her face, and Samantha admired her smile. She took black thread and a needle to carefully widen the smile with black stiches. She leaned closer into the mirror- and took her purple- colored perfume- she cut out the color in her eyes- a small, blue band. She quickly poured the purple liquid into the band, and it sizzled. The blue soon turned into a stormy purple, and Samantha cut her pupils into slits. She put the band into her eyes, sending excruciating pain, but it somehow stuck there. Blood dripped from her eyes, and Samantha formed it into an upside- down triangle. She took the lighter next to her, and lit the blood under her eyes. She sniffled, and tears quickly put the flame out. Samantha started singing the tips of her red hair to black- and she was done with her "makeover". She stood back and admired her work. Maybe Derek wont think I'm ugly now. After all, we do have a... Suddenly an idea popped in her head. The voice a chanting rose up. "Put him to sleep..." " Put him to sleep..." "You know you want to, Samantha." "Samantha, you have gone too far to turn back now." "Do it." "Kill him." "Teach that fucker a lesson." Quick as a snake, Samantha jumped out of her window. Her grey hoodie with red kitty paws- now covered in blood- whistled as she fell. She landed almost like a cat, and walked over to a specific house. Her wide eyes looked through a window, and spotted a figure. She tapped on the window, and ducked down, chuckling to herself. The window unlocked, and slid open. The window didn't lock back as Samantha waited for the moon to pass. Finally, as the moon was the highest, she looked at her watch. It was midnight. She slid open the window to hear gentle snoring. This was it. She looked down at the sleeping body and took off her jacket. She wrapped it around the body and pulled until the boy wouldn't move an inch. She took the needle and thread and sloppily sewed his mouth shut- it was too late by the time Derek's eyes opened. Samantha loomed over him, her wide grin showing no mercy. Derek's eyes widened, and he attempted a scream. Samantha licked her lips. She threw the sheets off of him, and slashed the backs of his thighs. A low moan of pain escaped him. "You want some more?" Samantha growled, her eyes seemingly glowing in the pitch- black area. She stabbed the backs of his thighs, blood pouring out. She ripped out a small muscle, and more blood poured out. Derek started to black out, when Samantha stopped him. "Your not going that easily." She snapped, her slitted eyes glowing brighter. She ripped his shirt off, and started slowly cutting his torso open. She smiled, leaning down, to kiss his cheek tenderly. Tears poured out his eyes, and Samantha made a fake sad- face. "Oh, poor Derek, he's in pain. AND NOBODY GIVES A FUCK ABOUT YOU!" She yelled. She growled, and ripped out his guts. His breathing slowed. The moon shone into the window, for Derek only to see Samantha's wide, wide smile. More tears came out. Samantha tenderly wiped them away, only to gouge his eye with her knife. Blood poured all around them. Samantha smiled, pulling out the eye, and licked it slowly. Her eyes glowed more than ever. She quickly crushed the eye, and watched Derek's blood slowly pouring out of his chest. She smiled, standing up. Derek's one eye was as big as a fish's. Samantha reached over to Derek's barely beating heart, and ripped it out. She watched with pure glee as Derek took his last breath. Before he died, Samantha crouched above him in her hands and knees, and kissed him one last time on the cheek. "Sweet Dreams." Samantha said sweetly. She took the heart, now lifeless, in her hand, and drew a picture on the wall. A circle- with an X in the middle of it with the blood. She crushed the heart in her fingers, slamming it onto the wall. Samantha grabbed her knife, and jumped out the window with ease. She walked away, as the moon sunk down, on her quest to avenge everyone who had done her wrong.