2 Fuck You!

In his arms my older sister's body lay limp and I saw that her head was only being connected to her body was her spine. "Sis.." I know it was hopeless but I couldn't help but whisper hoping that she would wake up. The man quickly let go of her. As her lifeless body hit the ground I screamed as not only my sister lay there dead by his feet but my whole family. My father was torture as his face was frozen in terror, both his arms were ripped off and his intestines were pulled out. My mother's head was twisted backwards and my little brother had a whole in his chest where his heart should have been.

" Well looks like dessert is here?" The man purred. I looked at him and all the fear, sadness, despair i felt was completely replaced by hatred and rage that will consume hell itself. I yelled, "I WILL KILL YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!"

The man just chuckled and spoke, "I would like to see you try." That was my last straw as I ran towards him with no weapon. I was determined to beat this guy to death with my own hands. Once I was in front of him my fist was just an inch away from his face, he smirked and snapped me as if I was a fly. I crashed into the wall and there was small black table with picture frames on it. I fell down on the table but it broke underneath me. I laid there trying to catch my breath. The guy was standing next to me watching. He then crouched down, grabbed my black long hair and pulled it so I was looking at him with that smirk still on his face ask, "That all you got?"

"No." I said as I grabbed one of the table legs that broke from the table and slammed it across his face but to my horror he didn't even flinch. There wasn't even a scratch on his face as the leg broke into two. He quickly slammed my face to the ground as pieces of glass from the mirror and picture frames started cutting into my face. I groaned from the pain. Before I knew it I was thrown across the living room and crashed into the mirror that hung on the wall. The mirror shattered, pieces of glass stabbed into my back as I slid down the wall leaving a trail of blood. I sat there gasping for breath and trying to clear my vision. Once it cleared I saw his face right in front of me with a dazzling smile that would bring someone warmth but all I felt was a deep cold fear.

"Your the first to resist me. Even your family didn't resist. After all, that's part of being an Angel." he said.

"Angel more like a demon." I said in disgust.

He chuckled, " Let me correct myself a Fallen Angel." He stretched put his right hand and with his index finger started tracing around my neck and collar bone.

My heart beat was beating crazy and I know he could hear it. I swallowed trying to suppress the fear and ask, "So if your a Fallen Angel those things out there are actually demons?" He nodded. I was just about to ask him why this was happening when all of a sudden I was on my back. I gasp in pain as the glass was digging in my back. He was on top of me, held my hands over my head with one hand and he ripped my shirt with the other revealing my bra. I glared at him, if looks could kill he would be buried 6ft under.

"Ah I love that spark. You look so delicious." He lick his lips and continued, "I'm gonna enjoy eating you nice and slow." With that he lowered himself down to my stomach and bit down on my stomach taking a chunk. I screamed in pain, I tried to kick him off but he straddle me so all i could do is lay there as he ate me. It felt like an eternity as he continued I wonder when will it all end. My voice was now raspy from all the screaming and the pain I felt was slowly becoming numb. I coughed up blood and looked to my side to see my family's dead bodies. All I could think was, 'Soon I'll be with you soon.'

Then I felt him let go of my hands and place them on either side of my face as he forced me to look at him. His face was covered in my blood and was dripping all over his chest and with a bloody smile he said, "You taste so sweet! You are a rare delicacy and if it makes you fell any better I'll eat every last bit of you so you won't go too waste." I couldn't believe what I was hearing he's a fucking delusional demon. He continued, "Well, do you have any last words?" All I could think was please God give me the strength to at least take this fucking angel demon down with me. I moved my mouth to speak but I ended up coughing out more blood. He leaned down enough to where is ear was near my mouth and asked, "What was that?"

As if God heard my plea and answered it I felt strength i didn't have before. Without him seeing i grabbed my necklace that was hidden between my breast. It was a cross and at the end of it was sharp like a dagger and I spoke, "FUCK YOU!" I stabbed him in the neck. He screamed and tried to get away but with my other hand I held his head by his hair and continued to drag it across his neck. His blood spray all over me but I didn't care as I continued to stab him over and over. I was surprised for a second as my necklace cut him as if he was butter and his blood was black with a tint of blue. I lost my grip from his head and he quickly sat up trying to stop the bleeding from his neck with his hands. If the little strength I had left I raised up to met him with the cross both in my hands and stabbed him in the chest and drag it down all the way to his belly. More blood gushed out completely covering me. I looked up at him to see the disbelief in his eyes as I smirked at him as that was the last thing he saw before he died. His lifeless body fell over me pushing me down with him. I hod no strength to get him off of me or to even move.

I laid there under him as a puddle of blood from his and my blood mixing together. I still had the necklace in my hand and looked at it, "Thank you God for giving me the strength to defeat him.. *Cough, cough*,... I can join my family now." I took my last breath when I heard a voice, "It is nit your time, child!"