When I walked into the room that morning, his eyes fleeted to me
I notice his glare, and I wince painfully
Your eyes fall down to my chest, then my bare legs, and then my arms
"So, how good was last night?" You ask me, a voice so sleepy it would make any girl drool
I pick at my collarbones, feeling their sculpted shape
"Where am I?" I look around the room, my back hunched in a scared position
"You're where every girl wants to be." A smirk forms across his thick lips
You take a drag of your cigarette, and blow it my way
The surface of my skin becomes invaded with goosebumps
It is as if they were telling me to run as far away as I can
"Don't look so down, girl, your money is on that night table." He motions his head towards the bedroom.
I quiver in confusion.

"Excuse me?"
He chuckles. "Your money for last night is on the table."

I clench my teeth, and my eyes fill with hate.
My whole eyes turn black, as if I were a demon from space
My skin turns pale as a ghost
I bite my bottom lip, with a sinister sneer forming on my mouth
His eyes then widen, and his eyebrows raise in fear
My sharp teeth grow by the second
"What the ****?" He cowers in his chair.
I was becoming bigger, and at this point, I was already towering over him
My second form was activated, and I wanted to devour him whole
I licked my lips in hunger, and I lunged for his neck
My bare ******* laying on his chest
My arms locked his in place
"Don't move, it will hurt if you do."
A chuckle escape my throat
As I rip his skin to shreds
I devour his beating heart
His screams are music to my ears
My own heart pumps as adrenaline fills my veins
I rip his spine from his mouth and use it as a necklace
I crack his ribs open and tear at his blackened lungs
Colorful butterflies escape the opened holes of his breathing pipes
Those souls of all the girls he's jailed inside him for so long
I let them escape, each thanking me with a soft touch to my cheek

I return to my human form, and put my clothes back on
His body parts sprawled all against the floor
The splatters of blood on the wall behind him

His dead eyes were fixed on me
And I thought it would be a good way to leave was for him to stare at my ***