Deliverance
This is another short piece I finished a couple of weeks ago on March 24. It's called "Deliverance."
Deliverance
She hit the floor hard, cutting her lip. She hardly had the time to feel the cold stone before she was picked up and thrown into the wall. His hands wrapped tight around her slender neck, cutting off her air. She was bleeding, bruised, weak. He cackled a hideous laugh. Feeling his hot breath scorch her skin, she went completely numb with pain. Her eyes began to close in surrender. He cackled once more.
A heated rage shook her body, reviving her senses, her nerves, her strength. Her eyes glowed with the fire burning inside of her. A sinister grin curled her lips. He went silent.
She kneed him in the gut with such force it knocked the air from him. Releasing her, he bent over to catch his breath.
She pulled him up and slammed her fist across his jaw. A thick spurt of hot blood splashed the floor as he sailed to the cold stone.
Composing herself with an eerie calm, she retrieved his gun from across the room where it had been thrown earlier.
She felt the cold metal between her fingers. Raising the gun just above his head, which still rested on the floor, he began to whimper for mercy. Tears streaked his face as he lost all concept of dignity.
“Please!...P-Please don’t kill me! I-I’ll do anything…Anything!”
“You know, if I shoot you in the head, you would probably die almost instantly. And we wouldn’t want that, now would we?”
“No. No…we don’t!”
“No. That’s too quick for you. You need to suffer the agony you have caused me these twelve years.” A new wave of tears flooded his eyes and spilled unchecked down his cheeks as he yelled in protest. She repositioned the gun above his abdomen.
“You need to die slowly…painfully.” She paused, recalling the past twelve years. “This is for everything you’ve done to me. Everything you’ve put me through…”
A power surge emanating from the very core of her body electrified her nerve endings as she squeezed the trigger. The shot echoed a thousand times as lead buried itself in his worthless gut.
She brought the gun, now burning with the rage she used to shoot it, to her lips. The smoke tickled her nose as the kissed the metal.
She threw her instrument of deliverance down next to his gurgling, writhing body, and it landed in a pool of his black blood. She turned away, a smirk of satisfaction resting on her lips, and left through the open door, never to look back.
Deliverance
She hit the floor hard, cutting her lip. She hardly had the time to feel the cold stone before she was picked up and thrown into the wall. His hands wrapped tight around her slender neck, cutting off her air. She was bleeding, bruised, weak. He cackled a hideous laugh. Feeling his hot breath scorch her skin, she went completely numb with pain. Her eyes began to close in surrender. He cackled once more.
A heated rage shook her body, reviving her senses, her nerves, her strength. Her eyes glowed with the fire burning inside of her. A sinister grin curled her lips. He went silent.
She kneed him in the gut with such force it knocked the air from him. Releasing her, he bent over to catch his breath.
She pulled him up and slammed her fist across his jaw. A thick spurt of hot blood splashed the floor as he sailed to the cold stone.
Composing herself with an eerie calm, she retrieved his gun from across the room where it had been thrown earlier.
She felt the cold metal between her fingers. Raising the gun just above his head, which still rested on the floor, he began to whimper for mercy. Tears streaked his face as he lost all concept of dignity.
“Please!...P-Please don’t kill me! I-I’ll do anything…Anything!”
“You know, if I shoot you in the head, you would probably die almost instantly. And we wouldn’t want that, now would we?”
“No. No…we don’t!”
“No. That’s too quick for you. You need to suffer the agony you have caused me these twelve years.” A new wave of tears flooded his eyes and spilled unchecked down his cheeks as he yelled in protest. She repositioned the gun above his abdomen.
“You need to die slowly…painfully.” She paused, recalling the past twelve years. “This is for everything you’ve done to me. Everything you’ve put me through…”
A power surge emanating from the very core of her body electrified her nerve endings as she squeezed the trigger. The shot echoed a thousand times as lead buried itself in his worthless gut.
She brought the gun, now burning with the rage she used to shoot it, to her lips. The smoke tickled her nose as the kissed the metal.
She threw her instrument of deliverance down next to his gurgling, writhing body, and it landed in a pool of his black blood. She turned away, a smirk of satisfaction resting on her lips, and left through the open door, never to look back.