I Can Go Get My Knife

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Matt's POV:

With each stroke of get filthy hand on my arm I repeat to myself that this is for my wife. I'm doing this for my wife. The only reason I'm allowing this vile woman with in spitting distance of me is so that no other woman has to suffer what Willow had to endure at her whim.

It's clear that this woman, and I call her that term loosely, has endeavored in many if not all drugs available to her. Thankfully her apartment building comes into view before I can do something I might regret like killing her right here for all the  neighborhood to witness. She turns to me giving me what she believes is a sexy smile.

In actuality the only thing it elicits is my gag reflex. She grasps my hands in hers. Together we make our way into her building.

The walk up to the seventh floor seems to take a life time. By the time we're standing outside the door marked 7G I'm sending up a silent prayer. I'm thanking whoever is above that the wait is finally over and soon this bitch is going to get what's been due to her for a long time coming.

Willow's POV:

I can hear Matt's voice on the other side of the door. I want to smile but I keep my face stoic. There's still a chance that this could go sideways.

In that moment I make a promise to myself. We'll celebrate this victory once the hideous beast is slain. The turning of the door knob brings me back to the present.

"Why don't you make yourself comfortable on the couch while I grab us something to drink?" Matt says.

"Okay sugar." She replies get voice disgustingly sweet.

I turn back around and meet Matt in the kitchen. His lips descend passionately upon mine. Our eyes say it all there are no words that need to be spoken.

Narrator's POV:

The couple turned to each other smiles consuming their entire lower faces. Neither one saw the woman barely clinging to life crawling across the floor. Both Willow and Matt were too caught up in their fucking to pay attention to anything else but their other half.

It's only when the woman screams into the phone she needs help that the newlyweds are alerted to anything fishy. Willow climbs off her husband's lap. Using the same blade that Matt had used to violate both her front and back genitals Willow plunges it into her back and viciously twists until she hears the cracking of her victim's spinal cord.

Willow struggles to release the weapon. He gets up. He joins Willow then helps her remove the knife from its fleshy prison.

Matt stands back and watches his wife unleash her fury. His head turns this way and that admiring the way her blood spatter coats the ways. In his eyes it actually makes the apartment better.

~

Willow knows that the woman is long since dead but that doesn't stop her arm from tearing slices and gouges into her skin. It's only with the sound of sirens does the knife finally clatter to the floor.

Matt and Willow share a look.

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