Page 84 of Mafia Wedding

And you are definitely just like me.

A monster that can kill endlessly.

A monster that feeds on the pain of others.

But also—-a monster with free will.

And that's where our differences lie.

My monster still has a conscience it can listen to...and a heart that is now in the care of someone who knows and loves the real me.

My monster has hands that refuse to do evil for evil's sake—-

But it's also those same hands that can so very easily kill you...if that's how justice asks to be served.

SSSSH.

Be quiet, you.

Have you forgotten I'm not normal?

Tears do not move me at all, and you may not be normal yourself, with how you're able to abuse innocent creatures that have done you no harm.

Ssssh, sssh.

You hear that, don't you?

The sirens wailing to let people know help is coming.

But for you, it means something else.

When those sirens cease, and they start to come, it's to take you away and lock you behind bars.

And you don't want that, do you?

So what now?

Shall I do you a favor by killing you?

It will be so very easy, you know.

I can just wrap my fingers around your neck and squeeze.

Gouge your eyes out until you bleed to death.

Or just shoot you in the head if we'd like to end it quick.

So tell me, you.

Can you give me one reason not to kill you?

"THAT'S ENOUGH, DARLING."

His voice snaps me out of whatever's taken hold of me, and I find myself straddling a sobbing Suzanne on the floor. I can't recall how I got here, or why her face is a bloody and viciously clawed mess...while I have my gun pointed at her head.

Rake carefully takes my gun out of my hand and gently pulls me to my feet.

I wait for him to show fear or disgust. To look at me like I'm more monstrous than he's able to handle, but instead he puts his life at risk by pinching my cheeks—-

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