Page 10 of Crimson Dress

“No, silly little girl, not if I kill you first.” My dad grabs a knife from his back pocket, and he starts running toward me. I unscrew the bottle ofwaterI found in the shed, and I murmurcome at me,under my breath. My dad raises his knife to cut me, but I’m faster. I spill the contents of the bottle onto his eyes, and he starts screaming. He collapses onto the floor, and he trashes around.

“Hold his arms down, Rage,” I command Adam. He stalks over to my dad, and he holds him down. I drop down to my knees and sit beside my piece of shit dad. I take out my blade and I raise hissweater so that his stomach is exposed. I take my blade and start carving.

“Was that acid, my love?” Adam asks me while I am carving my dad. I nod. My dad is screaming in pain, and his cries are like a symphony. I am avoiding carving any deeper because that’s not the main objective ofthis. I want to convey a message to whoever finds him. But I have to admit one thing, the feel of my blade entering my dad’s lower abdomen is amazing. The way the flesh under his skin is turning red is a sight to be seen. It’s like I am one with my blade and I can feel every pulse and nerve I am hitting.

“Can you do something for me, Rage?” I motion for him to come to me. He lets go of my dad and I whisper my command in his ear. He nods gleefully at me and goes over to Amar. My dad can’t see, but he can still talk.

“You fucking bitch! What the fuck do you think you are doing?” my dad asks as he moans in absolute agony. I smile as I finish my craft. I look up at Adam who returned with thething. He hands it over to me and for a moment I want to puke, but I don’t.

“I am leaving this organization, and you are going to choke on Amar’s cock,” I tell him.

“Don’t, Sara, don’t!” he screams. I shove Amar’s severed dick in his mouth. My dad starts choking on the bloodied dick.

“Didn’t you tell me that you would rather choke on a dick than to see a woman at the helm? Now, you will.” My tone is dangerously low, and it tells you not to mess with me. I take my cleaver from my waistband, and I slice him from ear to ear. Why? Because it’s my sign-off. That way everyone will know I did this, along with the message I carved into his lower abdomen. Blood starts splattering from his cheeks and mouth, and I make sure that it keeps gushing out by doing it slowly. This is, after all, a work of art.

“Little raven, this is magnificent,” Adam tells me, and I smile at the compliment. For my final move, I slice his throat in one swift move. I stand up and I am honestly so happy. He is finally dead. I stand beside Adam, and he puts an arm around my shoulders.

“I, Sara, hereby decree that I abdicate my throne to my cousin Eldin. He will now be the Serpent King. If any of you try to find me, you will face death even worse than Denis,” Adam reads my message out loud.

“At least they will leave me alone. Eldin will be the best Serpent King,” I tell Adam. I turn around and I put my arms around his shoulder. I kiss him with passion and our mouths are fusing. I break the kiss, and I can’t stop grinning.

“Do you think your boss will have a job for me?” Adam smirks at me.

“I’ll talk to M,” he promises me.

“Now, are we still going to Brussels?”

“Yes, we are, little raven. Are you ready to start our new lives?” he asks me.

“I for sure am. I am so happy you painted my dress crimson.”

“It was the best decision of my life. I love you, Sara.”

“I love you too, Adam.”

THE END