Living Dead Girl

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song for chapter:
living dead girl - rob zombie

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i crossed my legs at the bar, spinning the straw in my strawberry cocktail. "what's a pretty girl like you doing here?" he asked, sitting down next to me.

i smirked, "looking for trouble."

he chuckled, "well aren't you a daring girl."

i cocked an eyebrow as our glasses clinked together. he looked me up and down as he took a sip of his drink.

i rested my chin in my hand as i sipped on my straw, staring at him seductively. and by the way he kept shifting in his seat, i knew i could have him weak under my touch.

his gaze kept shifting from my breasts to my eyes, from my hips to my lips. he was undressing me with his eyes.

i smiled as i inched closer to his ear. "what are you thinking about?" i whispered seductively, dropping the tab in his liquor.

his breath shuttered as my fingers inched up his thigh.

he smirked as i pulled away, "i'm thinking we should get outta here."

i chuckled as i twirled his tie around my finger, "is that so?"

he nodded his head, bucking his hips as i squeezed his thigh, "look at you, you're so weak when i touch you..."

"a beautiful woman touching me like that while looking like that," he chuckled. "how could i not be weak?"

my finger trailed from his neck to his chin, my nails grazing over small stubble, "let's go then."

he downed the rest of his drink, placing his hand on my lower back and walking out the bar.

his hand rested on my thigh as he drove, he kept rubbing his eyes and blinking rapidly. i smirked, knowing the tab was starting to kick in.

we stood in front of his door, he fumbled with his keys as the sweat began to roll down his temples.

i snaked my arms around his shoulders, nibbling on his earlobe as he unlocked the door, teasing him as my fingers ran over his belt.

he opened his door, he stumbled as he grabbed onto my hips, guiding our bodies to the couch. i pushed his body onto the couch, his arms flopping to his sides.

he couldn't keep his eyes open and he kept spinning his head, "t-that drink...hit me really hard." he laughed.

i smirked, straddling him, feeling him grow weak under me. i pursed my lips, "feeling okay baby?"

he gulped, licking his lips, "i-i'm...i'm...g-g-"

"shh." i placed a finger over his lips, trailing my lips over his jawline. he exhaled a deep breath as my hands wandered over his body.

he kept trying to touch me and kiss me, i refused by pushing him deeper into the couch, giggling and rubbing him through his pants.

"you men," i sighed. "are nothing but disgusting."

"w-what?" he scoffed. i sighed, "it's a shame...you're a hard worker yet your reputation with women isn't so great. rapists these days..."

he shook his head, grabbing onto my hips and attempting to push me off. "w-what a-ar....are you doing? what did you do?"

i chuckled lightly as i pushed on his chest, locking my legs against his weak body.

the tab began to kick in more as nothing but babbling came out his mouth. i brushed my fingertips over his eyelids, closing them.

i removed the sharp knife from the garter around my thigh, licking the tip of the knife. he trembled underneath me, panicking.

"would you die for me baby?" i smirked. before he could speak, i drove the knife into him.

i looked into his eyes as his body jerked underneath me. a gasp escaped his lips as i laughed.

my body tingled with adrenaline and satisfaction. his eyes grew wide with pain, his hands clenching onto my dress at every move the knife made.

blood began to gurgle in his mouth as he gasped for air. "p-p-please..." he stuttered. i pouted, laughing, "please?"

i drove the knife deeper, he coughed, blood splattering over my face. i scoffed, wiping a drop off my cheek.

i slapped him, grabbing onto his chin and forcing him to look at me, "you're so pathetic..."

his fingertips grew cold on my thighs, his eyes hanging low.

"what are you thinking about?" i whispered, removing the knife then stabbing him again, twisting it inside him.

i licked the inside of my cheek as i felt his blood pour onto my hand. i removed the knife, blood pouring all over his clothes and lap, seeping into the couch.

i cleaned the knife with the jacket he was wearing, within seconds he was dead. i kissed his cold cheek, walking off and finding the safe in his house.

i grabbed the stacks of cash in his safe, stealing a few other expensive items he had around his house.

and with that, i left the dead man and his house, flipping my hair as if nothing happened.

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blood on her skin, dripping with sin...