By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee ...2013
I heard a struggle going on behind the door. I felt a sick sensation spread like a dark, inky pool in my stomach. I bent over from the power of it. I slowly straightened back up. I knew what was going on... there was nothing I could do to stop it.
I put my fingers in my ears... I didn't want to hear. Didn't want to hear the thuds going on behind that door. A gasp, a moan... I knew it would be over soon.
Soon... we'd have fresh meat. I was starving for fresh meat. It had been so long. The water was boiling in the big pot on the stove. In a few minutes, chunks of fresh meat would dropped... chunk by chunk. My mouth salivated... I licked my tongue on my lips. It's not everyday I got meat like this.
I heard the door opened... I felt excitement when I saw him stand there in the doorway. Blood was dripping red onto the floor at his feet. He was grinning as he held his hands out. Big chunks of red, bloody meat sat in a pile on both palms of his hands.
He walked into the kitchen, to the sink. "Don't wash the blood off", I cried. I wanted to taste the pure red of the blood, feel the kill... as the last breath left the body of our prey.
I loved blood... it was the giver of life to me. I thrived on blood... wasted away when I couldn't have it. My mouth watered, I wanted to savor the red... the red. Oh my God, I wanted the pure red... from the blood.
In fact, some of the meat wouldn't be making its way into the pot of boiling water. I grabbed a chunk of meat from the sink where he had laid it. Like a greedy baby for a cookie, I crammed it in my mouth. I began sucking the blood... holding it inside my mouth. I savored it like there was no tomorrow.
My eyes were closed, my mouth perched tightly around the flavor of pure red... it was pure heaven as I sucked the blood slowly from my teeth, let it go down my throat slowly. I wanted to taste it forever.
I tasted it forever, until I opened my eyes just in time to see... the bloody ax come down on my head. I became the prey... the pure red blood someone else wanted to savor.
It's a dog eat dog world. There's someone always bigger, better than the next. No one is invincible... it goes to show, there's always someone ... who wants what you want.
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Note by Author:
When writing... when letting the words flow where they will... one never knows what will happen. I let the words flow... and they even scared myself... until at the end when the twist came... I laughed. I never know what I'm going to write ... it is what it is.
