Bloodied Rose Petals
As his lips glided over hers, all she could see were the dead bodies she had dropped since she stepped foot into America.

The man from the alleyway who had tried to attack her on her drunken night back home. She remembered grabbing a bottle of beer off the ground and crashing it on the side of his head, blood spilling from the side of his head before she drove the jagged edges into his jugulars, watching as he bled out on the ground to death.

Or how she had to slit the throat of a man she had been sent on a mission to rob? He had tried overpowering her and taking her right in front of the clubbers and while they all laughed at the top of their voices, she had to squirm her way from underneath his body before snatching her purse and spraying her pepper spray into his eyes. And in his confused moments, the sound of her gunshot had rang out throughout the club, causing the music to end abruptly as people screamed and exited the club in deep frenzy. She watched him bleed out, pressing h
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