|Don't Touch Me
Author: tater22 PM
The cops are in for a nice surprise; the killer is on the loose.Rated: Fiction T - English - Suspense/Crime - Words: 188 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 04-18-12 - id: 3014633
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I whip around arms extended; my hair swivels with my head and creates a cape-like effect when I turn. I smile when the sound of slicing skin reaches my ears. I duck out of the way and stand up, knife dripping.
The older man falls to his knees, holding his throat. He looks up at me pleadingly and reaches out with a bloody hand. I sneer and raise a foot to his chest. I kick him down and he huffs out his last breath.
I lean down and touch my lips to the side of his cheek, "You picked the wrong fight," I whisper into his ear. I straighten up, button my shirt and spit.
I grab my long, dark hair and pull it back. I reach down and wipe the bloody knife then shove it back in my boot. The pounding of the club raises a notch as I turn toward the empty street.
I reach the end of the block and grab the payphone. I quickly dial 911, a grin creeping its way to my face; the police are going to have a surprise tonight.