Grotesque. There was no better way to define what had just happened in front of your eyes. The silence was absolute, your hands were sweating cold and shaking—while she was just sitting on the floor, wiping the blood that was running down her lips.

“Tashi.” Her name came out almost as if you couldn't speak, your legs felt weak for a moment and you had to close your eyes. “What... What did you do?”

Your stomach was churning just remembering what you saw, it was so... Disgusting, but it couldn't be so much 'cause she was the one who did it—and you couldn't see her with such bad eyes. It was killing you from the inside out, so confusing and scary as hell.

“He was a terrible boyfriend to you. I just fixed things,” yeah, she fixed things, she definitely fixed things when she made him her late night snack in the most literal way possible. “Hey. Don't be sad, I can take care of you. Better than he could, at least.”

Tashi got up, wiping her hands on her pajamas as she approached you. You even tried to take a step back, but it didn't work as the counter stopped you. “He's... He's... He's dead?” Your voice came out in a whisper again, your eyes still closed, afraid to open them.

“I think so.” She looked back for a moment, not caring about that bastard on your kitchen floor—she shrugged, her attention all on you again. “He doesn't matter, he's just a boy,” you had to swallow hard when you felt her cold hands cup your face. “Boys are just placeholders, they come and they go.”

Tashi's scent was sweet, sweet like... Chocolate, maybe, even caramel. Everything about her was like a trap to lure you in and she wanted exactly that, not with other girls, or with men, but just with you.

Why did you still insist on these dumb, idiotic boys who didn't treat you right? She wanted to understand that, but she couldn't. “Now... open your eyes,” she asked, her fingers gently caressing your jawline. “I'm not gonna bite you.”

How much would she have to do to make you understand that boys were nothing but dead weight? She just needed them in her stomach, so she could stay young and gorgeous, for you.