Things should of have ended differently, but I could resist the voice of temptation that was talking right beside my ear. He was a nice guy and deserved something better. Probably a beautiful banquet with all the types of food you can imagine. But instead, all he got was a knife to his heart and a bite out of the tender skin of his neck. Just like I had imagined, he tastes like heaven. I keep taking bites, pulling at the skin that was connected to the muscles and bones, too lost in the moment to notice the stains of blood forming on the floor and in my clothes. I finished my meal with his hands, everyone will always tell you that’s the best part and they are not wrong. I looked at what used to be him, it truly is such a shame. A shame for me because now I have to find another idiot that will please me the same way he did and do all of this again.
-John Lemon
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