M. Drunken Lullabies

Axelle Napier · 07-16-2011, 03:05 PM

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Burned them alive. This statement brought her back to her pup burning days. She understood this very well. She understood what it felt like to burn family for pure revenge, and even if she wasn’t as wicked as Lucia, she was pretty damn close. I’d like to see you do that without a twinge of remorse. She thought to herself about Lucia. Axelle nodded with a smile on her face thinking back about the smells of organs cooking and hair burning, and the tiny little puppy screams as their last few moments of life were agony. The best part about that though, was getting their father to burn them alive as well. He was hurt, too bad he couldn’t know it, but he got his for being a dirty, fucking rapist. Oh, he got his.

She softly cackled at the thought, ”Oh, I know what you mean.” Her voice was slightly malicious now as she thought back. ”I burned his children alive.” She had to share it. She never shared that shit before, but she felt Lucia was on the same boat as she was. It was only fair.

As for Lucia’s next drunk ramblings, Axelle couldn’t relate. She never felt love. She felt lust for her actual rapist after a time of getting to know him, and yes he did disappear, but she didn’t understand love. She didn’t know anything about the hurt after the other doesn’t care about you anymore or has found someone else better. But she did agree that they were all bastards, and most of them should rot in Hell. Axelle nodded agreeing to Lucia’s question even though she didn’t understand it fully. ”Yup.”

Axelle broke eye contact to find her bottle placed next to her. She picked it up, and took a big gulp. She winced as it went down, but recovered quickly. Then her attention was back on Lucia.

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