Witch of Agnesi

Beware of a monster in human cloth or else your heart may get eaten without second thought.

She walks with air of superiority around her. The way she sway her hips and how her luscious shiny black hair gently dance back and forth spoke a volume of allure. Her tiny black dress hugged her petite but voluptuous figure that made any man drool. And her red stained lips etched into a chesire cat grin. She was a temptress, a seductress, a succubus in human cloth. He knows that but he still fell for her and to her dirty little lies. And with that she owned his heart.



But his heart was easy to trample and to tear that she did not gave a second thought when she threw it away. Crushed and broken he picked the tiny pieces. Eyes glisten not with tears but with anger, lust and obsession. Gathering the last piece he stood up walking away with his distraught self looking in the mirror and he smiled. Yes he'll pay her a visit and he left.



He saw her walking with the same air around her, so tempting, so hateful. Her slender arms wrap against a muscular one. She batted her eyelashes and the man's knees jellied. Oh how fearful is that vixen. Her smiles were so charming you could only think she's a princess but behind it was a vicious witch. Filling your heart with ecstasy before pulling it out of your ribcage to eat away. But if it's something she don't like she will just throw it away like a crumpled paper with no more use. And yet he still love her. So he decided to take her back.



After the rough night she went to her home. A satisfied smirk painted at her doll face as she listened to the click clack of her gold stilettos on the hard concrete. That's when he confront her with his own cunning smile. Disinterested eyes bore past him and she sighed. With a swift motion she walk passed him. Head up, eyes only looking straight. She heed no attention to the toys she had already thrown and yes he is one of it. He gritted his teeth and turned to her grabbing her one arm facing her to him. There she saw the eyes of a madman, a crazy, a lunatic and a psycho. Before she could scream, a silver knife pierce through her chest, to where her heart is. A cackle escape from her mouth but soon it was silence as he carve her beatless heart out. Finally she was his. He own her now and for all eternity. He laugh like a derange man he is and run holding the precious heart he long to be his. Leaving the now cold body of a fiend.



His life had became much better. Having his heart whole again he felt oh so anew. He marched like he owned the world until he bumped into someone. Looking up as he prepared for an apology which didn't came out from his mouth. Dread washed over him and his body shook with disbelief. There right in his front was the same woman he once love, the same woman he left cold and lifeless smiling that sly and seductive smile of hers, alive and living. She approached him with fox-like steps, like a predator walked to its prey and with her honey dripped voice she whispered,

"Miss me?"

And he screamed. He screamed his lungs out running away from the monster, that terrifying monster who wears a beautiful human clothes. He fleed so fast he didn't hear the roar laughter of the beast who eats a man's heart to fill her own heartless chest.

Author's Note

Inspired with japanese horror movie entitled Tomie. Have you ever watch it? Yeah that's all. Thanks :)