“Fuck that hurt!” Vinny’s voice erupted, silencing the rambunctious
air of the establishment. Glasses were set down, depriving parched lips. Chairs
scraped the polished wood of the floors as people stood to get a view of the
scene on display.
“I told you not to put you-“
“Listen here you stupid broad.” He removed himself from his
seat, and clutched her noodley wrist. She tried to untangle his grip, but to no
avail.
“Stop you’re hurt-“
“Shut the fuck up, when I’m talking to you.” His mouth was
sour and his eyes were piercing.
“Hey pal why don’t
you take it easy?” Without skipping a
beat, vinny pulls out his revolver and points it at the stranger.
“How about you sit down, pal.
I’m handling business over here.” Soon all eyes are on him, but vinny is a
rock. The man begins to back away, when the cocking of a shotgun fills the air.
“That’s enough Vinny, get the fuck out of my bar.” A voice
booms across the room, as a guy probably no taller than a middle schooler
waddles in their direction. Vinny eyes the barrel of the gun aimed at him, and
begrudgingly releases the girl’s wrist. He then puts the gun back in his
overcoat and walks out.
The autumn air hits his face as he is bathed in the light of
a full moon.
He starts heading off, when a figure exits the shadows the
clicking of heels make their way towards him. He turns and see’s the woman from
before
.
“The fuck is this?”
“You think you’re top shit huh? But you’re nothing but a low
life. This world be better off without men like you mucking around.” she says, her
face carrying a disgusting smugness about it.
“You dumb broad, you think you can talk to me like that. I’m
gonna b-.“With the single swinging motion of her arm, his head is cleaved off
of his body which collapses shortly after, spraying the streets with his blood.
The woman licks her lips and begins devouring the remains in an animalistic ritual
of sorts.
After doing her deed, she makes her way down the street, and
the sound of her clicking heels fade into the night.
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