monster-middle

  I sat in my office unable to do my work. The school was bustling with students arriving early for Valentine's Day. Monsters of all kinds were preparing their gifts for that special someone but me I couldn't do a damn thing on V-Day. Don't get me wrong I do love her. She's the prettiest woman I've ever seen. Her silky black hair and her rose red eyes and god the blood. The streaks of blood that  spill out from under her eyes and the crimson pools the seep out from under her clothes staining her dresses drive me crazy. I want to see where that blood comes from and the way it trails down her pale skin. I want...Oh god lust is a terrible thing.