My name is Kayla. Im 32. This is their revenge.
The sound of a leaky faucet made me jerk awake. I looked around....pointless, it was too dark. I tried to stretch and could not. My arms were tied behind my back. I was strapped to a chair. Then I heard laughing. Alot of laughing.I hear some one....or thing, messing with a light, the kind that hang from a string. then the light turned on and the most horrifying thing was brought into my area of sight. It was every on who I'd ever killed.
There was the older man who was raping his daughter. The little girl whose father I'd sent a warning to, that crooked ass lawyer, the cop who killed more people than he booked, the older woman who I felt needed to be put out of her misery, and......Justin.
Justin was my neighbors son when I was about 14. He used to baby sit me, and I had a crush on him. He was 18, and basically doing our parents a favor, as they had gone out to get drunk every weekend. HE was then man who i gave my innocence to. I let him have me.
That night he was late, and it pissed me off. I had gotten dressed in a purple lace teddy, with a matching thong set, and left the heels at the bedroom door. I slipped on a hoodie and some sweat pants so my parents wouldn't flip out. He came over 30 minutes after my mom and dad left. I met him at the door and looked at his face trying to make eye contact. "Why does it look like you've been crying?" He looked up and said "I just got in a fight with my girlfriend. We broke up." I couldn't help but smile inside. i was very satisfied. Be that as it may, I put on a shocked face and said "Oh, my God! are you okay...please come inside!"
He shook his head and said "Do you mind staying home by yourself tonight? I'm kinda not up to it." I threw on a sad face and said "I know we've did that before, but I'm a little scared 'cause I watched the exorcist earlier." He just nodded, sighed, then said "okay."
He walked in and flopped on the couch. "What you wanna watch kiddo?" I didn't answer because i was changing into my heels by that time, but descended down the stairs slow enough for the sound of my heels to catch his ear. "I don't see any kids here Justin." I said in a sexy voice. He turned around so fast that i thought his head was going to pop off. "W-WOW....I never noticed how you curved up." I smiled.
When I made my way to the couch, I sat on his lap and kissed him. The thing that surprised me was that he never resisted. I knew I'd be rebound, but the man could have TRIED to say no or something. We knew it was wrong, but he carried me up the stairs to my bed any way.
I kicked off my shoes as did he. Then he insisted on removing my teddy, so I let him. He pulled the ribbon in the front as the knuckle of his finger grazed my chest. after he slipped off all of the clothing, he removed his. We slipped under my covers and I spread my knees. He propped him self up on his elbows on top of me. I held my breath as he first entered. I thought I would die. It lasted all of 30 minutes, full of fake moans and movements, but I won that war.
Lots of weekends after that we fucked every time. Then I noticed that he started to get rougher and less comforting. Then he'd ask for things like anal or head, I'd listen to him but he was getting worse. One night in particular, he went too far. I heard him knock, and ran to the door, when i opened it there were two other men with him, I shook my head and said "You know i cant have others over Justin!" He laughed and said "You not supposed to be fucking me either." His friends laughed and I turned red in the face.
His friends hung around as he basically forced me upstairs and started our usual. then his friends busted through the door and stood there watching us. I tried to stop but he wouldn't let me. Then they started to remove clothes as he positioned me on the bed. Right before his first friend walked over to me.
I grabbed my lamp off my nightstand and hit Justin with it as hard as possible on the side of the head. It was made from iron, he was bleeding, and hit the floor. His friends stood there shocked. "If you don't leave now, ill will charge you with attempted rape." Then they ran. Justin started to shake on the floor and was drooling. When my parents came home, I lied and told them that he raped me, and I hit him with that lamp. He died that day in the hospital.
That day something deliciously evil woke up inside me. It was scary, yet justified. From that day on, I only killed people who deserved it....sometimes.
Back inside the dark room I sat looking around and noticed that their skin was decaying and I asked myself what was I doing here. Then I heard "you killed us bitch, were going to make you feel it too."
It was her. My first unjustified kill. The daughter of Samson Hopkins. He killed more people in a week than I'd killed in life. He claimed that I wasn't bold enough to kill him, so I killed his daughter to warn him that I wasn't scared...I strangled her. She still had bruises around her neck. I felt bad every time i thought about her, but now i felt horrible. "No one gives a shit how you feel!" .......She read my mind? "Yes!"
Then one by one they started to walk towards me. First it was the little girl, she started to choke me, She was squeezing s her she started to grind her teeth, I tried to scream but she would squeeze even harder. After a minute, I blacked out. When I woke up, Justin was standing in front of me. He had my lamp in his had. He lifted it above his head and swung it hard, it hit me in my temple. It hit me so hard that I threw up all over my self. I was drowsy as hell. I couldn't keep my eyes open. Then Samson walked up next, and all of the sudden i was wide awake, but in so much pain that I was wishing I was dead.
Samson took a rusted hand shovel and stabbed me in the stomach. I screamed when he started to twist it. There was an iron taste in my mouth, and I realized that I was now coughing up my own blood. Choking, coughing, sobbing, and screaming, the next person was up. It was the old lady.
She took her hand and lightly closed my eyelids. then i felt a scarf around my neck. As the scarf got tighter, started to feel heavy blankets all over my body. I was no longer in the chair, I was no longer in pain. I sat up and was in my bed.
I was sweating so much my bed was soaked. I slipped my feet of the edge of the bed and walked down the hall way, letting my hand run along the wall. I was in a daze. I tripped over the couch. I hit my foot. I sat on the floor holding it. Then I noticed there was dirt on my feet....and blood on my stomach, then my head started to hurt, and my throat was sore.
Then I looked up, and I was back in the room. and all of them came at me. They started to bite and shred my skin off.
I screamed.
This was their revenge.