they destroyed me. they destroyed me. they destroyed me. a constant loop in the girl's head. she can't get over the silence that her once-friend left her in. the words that rushed through her body, from her broken mind to itching, squabbling fingertips on her phone's keyboard. the memory of it aches, how each bubble of unheard dialogue only echoed into the void of a conversation blocked.

this thought leads the girl further down her path of destruction, uncaring of the consequences, because this is what heartbreak feels like, this is the definition of insanity. and both of them would know the textbook meaning, too, because didn't they love their words in their time together? they thrived on shared paragraphs of inner thoughts, every bit of a story or poem was a bit of them, on display in a thin glass case.

she is shaking now, shivering and vibrating and practically glowing with the knowledge of her next move. if she had cared about her future, she might pause, she might hesitate. but she doesn't, she is taking an eye for an eye, a heart for a heart.

the knife glints, polished, sharpened, at the ready. their chest rises softly, steadily, and then no more.

y'all i wrote a short thingy for ELA i'm proud of, so here it is. we were supposed to choose a mood and write abt it, and i went w vengeful, hence the title. lmk if you thought it was true to the intended vibe, and have a nice day/evening/night !!