It is a story of a girl (we will call her Mary in our case) which is currently in her 20s but had a really terrible incident which stayed and haunts her everyday.
Mary was targeted and attacked by a creepy man who tried to molest her as she was a young model at that time. This incident happened to her 7 years ago but she still remembers it like yesterday.
She was even seeing a psychiatrist as this was a huge shock to her and she was not able to focus on herself or her career to continue being a model.
All this incident happened at a bus with people around not helping and neglecting her. It created a phobia in her of travelling via bus inside of her (Amaxophobia).
After these 7 years Mary has changed drastically with not just her personality, but also with her work. Currently she is working at a newspaper publications where people are too fond of her. Not just by her looks, but by how she works as well.
She slowly started to feel lighter and lighter, it's not bad right? Even if you are not able to follow one thing that you wanted the most, yet you got an opportunity to do something else which may not be the exact thing but a stress free life.
One fine morning, Mary got ready in her red one piece dress with a small hand bag to go for her daily job. But she got late to reach her regular pickup point. She was looking for anything else to reach but nothing she could find. While she was waiting, from a distance, she saw a bus coming towards her. The route that bus was going could take Mary to her destination. Desperate in this situation, she stood in the bus line. She thought she forgot or at least minimized that day's memories but her phobia started to kick in.
She started to feel a bit dizzy but built the courage and climbed in the bus. As she entered, she saw that it's almost full and people were looking at her from the corner of their eyes. There were only two seats at the back so she snugged herself into the window seat and waited for the bus journey to end.
Just as she thought the bus will move, it stopped and someone entered the bus. In one glance she noticed those eyes, that viscous smile and a stare to each of the seat. Her fear started to build up suddenly, she wanted to deny it but each cell of her body was shaking by that man's presence. She may not notice clearly, but her body was responding it as a threat to her, that it's the same person who ruined her life.
Mary was shocked because on news she saw that he was arrested for his other crimes as well but seeing him roaming free added up to her disgust for this world.
As no seats being empty besides the one next to Mary he quickly settled himself beside her. Seeing the man responsible for her traumatic 7 years sitting right next to her, filled her with disgust that she wanted to puke.
The bus started moving and slowly it started to become full with people at the front and as he saw the opportunity to lay his hands to ruin another life. He slowly started to rub his hand closer to her legs. She noticed it but stayed calm on the outside. But within, she was burning up like no other. The disgust and rage was growing with each of his movements.
Her emotional dam broke when he kept his hand on her left thigh and as he does that, she pulls out a pocket knife and jack into her right through his hand. As he could respond to that pain she quickly put a torn piece of cloth into his mouth which stopped him from screaming.
She covered his face and put his head over her shoulder which brought an awe moment of care with jealousy for that man from the surrounding people. But the reality was different.
With her emotions letting loose as she cornered her prey, it was the most ideal situation for her to take her revenge. She was experiencing so much adrenaline and joy that she just completely forgot about the pain she might be feeling from that knife.
His blood was dripping and was flowing all over her leg which was making her dress blood red. As she has already covered his face with her right, she twisted that knife which was causing him so much pain, but on the other hand, she had a face of reaching the bliss.
People from the back were slowly dropping off but their were people crowding at front and no one looking back. This was the idealist situation she could have asked for her life right now.
The stop where she wanted to drop has already passed away but she hadn't even noticed because of the delight she was having.
By looking into his eyes, she reached closer to his ear and seductively said. "Are you enjoying this... *chuckles* It's just the beginning, my #1 fan".
Seeing his terrified eyes her joys escalated and she pulled out another pocket knife. By seductively licking the edge of the knife, she slowly started to make it feel to his face.
That cold steel on his face with her cold eyes was not a great combination for him. She slowly turned to his stabbed hand, and started to trace his knife like a girl would trace her finger seductively to turn on a boy. But here it was turning him bloody red.
By feeling this kind of pain he slowly started to fell unconscious but she quickly grabbed his face and said, "Na Na Na, you can't sleep now, not when I am enjoying this moment with you, we have a long way ahead."
As she says this, Mary slowly traced the knife a bit deeply making the cuts over his skin. The cuts were smooth like slicing through butter over his hand. She puts two of her fingers right into those wounds to widen it and with her other holding the knife, started plucking the capillaries one.. by.. one.. like a guitarist who would pluck his chords.
The pain was immense, he was screaming in agony, wanting to scream his lungs out but his voice fell short. She had him under her terrain.
The situation was kind of similar to hers where she screamed but no one bothered.
She continued plucking up the blood veins one.. at.. a.. time.. and each scream was creating a melody to her soul, feeling the satisfaction in her heart.
She wanted to laugh like a demi god but was suppressing her emotions to not ruin this perfect situation. While enjoying, Mary saw a part of skin left open which brought a heinous idea to her brain.
By giving a grin look, and looking right into his eyes with her crazy ones, made the adult of his pants wet in fear. This gave her more pleasure than she could normally have.
"Aren't you a grown man, *sigh* doing this is not a great sign at your age you know. Women might ran away from your claws seeing such childish behavior", Mary said while seductively licking his ear. With her lustful eyes looking into his terrified ones, she slowly started to peel the skin off his wound.
With each little jerk and pull, brought immense pain which led to a point, where the pain reached it's limit and his reactions to pain suddenly stopped. The little of a resistance she was facing from him suddenly dropped to negative. The expressions she was seeing from him suddenly turned expressionless. The warm and terrified beating of his heart she was enjoying... suddenly stopped.
Because of this, her adrenaline rush slowly simmered down and she started to feel the pain. But the wound on her leg was still getting overshadowed by the pleasure of seeing that mans expressionless face. To not having to face to anyone or anything of this torture again made peace in her mind.
She finally decided to put her knife through his throat to finish him off. She slowly pulled the knife from thigh and not making any noise by covering her mouth. Even after all this cinema happening in the bus, none of the people even noticed it. Makes a fitting sense with her previous incident.
With the knife in her hand, she slid it right around the throat, making a slim line of ending a life... but she was not done yet. She slowly licked the blood over that knife, and *stabbed* it right into his heart, making sure that whatever happened to her, not to be in anyone's life.
While all this was happening, the bus arrived at the very last stop. She left his body lying by covering it with his own coat. She stood up covering her own wound with the piece of cloth she teared of her dress.
Mary slowly walked towards the front of the bus and at this moment only two more people were their along with driver. As they saw her having a leg wound they rushed towards her. She convinced them that it happened due a metal piece of the bus rapturing her skin. And believing in her they tried to help her out, but no one noticed the person who was sitting just besides her lying like a dead weight that he is, at the back of the bus.
As she was walking off the bus Mary slowly felt dizzy and her eyes shut. When she opened her eyes, she found herself on the bus and saw the same man sitting right besides her, trying to touch her.
He suddenly puts his hand on her thigh and as soon as he does that, Mary pulls out a knife and stabs right through his hand... The rest... you already know of.
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