American Horror Story Tear You Apart Novels & Stories

I screamed until I didn’t feel like tearing myself apart. When I reopened my eyes, I was covered in blood.

They had been deadlocked until then. The moment I appeared, Jacob stumbled and pulled Tom down with him. When he shoved Tom off, the knife ended up lodged in Tom's chest!

As punishment, of course. But as I pulled up to the lake and began walking through the woods, the scene that greeted me made me see only red. --- “Tell me, Rhea. Did he fuck you?!” I roared, the sound tearing through the silent woods. My entire body vibrated with a lethal, toxic energy as I slammed her against the tree, wrapping my hand around her delicate neck. Her eyes, on the other hand, were filled with tears and terror that should have made me pull back. But all I could see was her skirt hiked up and the way she had spread her legs open for a man that wasn’t me.

The vampire jumped to the floor from the ceiling like a spiderman, his body was as usual completely in white also covered in a white gown with a cruel scar in the middle of his forehead and black teeth and nails. Amara shivered gasping his dreadful countenance. The complete furniture in the house shattered around her like somebody threw it to the floor breaking to pieces. A soft 'aah' went out of her as the glass pierced inside the skin of her throat. "Kill me, just kill me now than making me suffer like this every moment." Amara begged with tears flowing down her eyes in small streams.

She is my best friend, she thought that I am having an affair with her boyfriend, I explained everything and she did not believe me, last week she tried to commit suicide in her bedroom" He started crying. "I'm sorry, I can't help it," He said stuttering. "It's fine, that's why I'm here to help you," I said "This nightmare keeps on haunting me" I know and I can feel how scared he is, the black colour that surrounds his eyes, it can clearly state that he hasn't slept for days now.

Axel said, and I can see in his eyes that he was so mad. "Let me go..." I cried. He stood up and left. I just let my tears flow. I grabbed the blanket on the bed and wrapped my body before I stood up. I slowly lay in bed and felt the pain. Did I make the right decision? Or do I just get into a place worse than hell? I get in the bathroom and wash my face. I took a bath, and there I saw a kiss mark on the left side of my neck. How am I able to hide it?

I can’t help but taunt him, “I don’t think I’m helpless.” He growls as he gets back up and pins me against the wall. He yells in my face, spit spraying me as he says, “You can’t win this time!” A moment before it happens I notice the scent of maple and I hear Marinette’s voice announce, “Oh yeah we can!” Apollo cries out as she tears into his neck and sucks the blood out. It happens so fast. His scream was loud but quickly went quiet as he fell to his knees as she drained every ounce of his blood. Once she did I hear a sickening crack as she breaks a part of him before I hear a squishy sound and then things go silent.

Horror gripped me, my mind racing to grasp the reality of what had transpired. Her once vibrant form was now a haunting tableau of devastation. Her head was ripped apart from her body, her limbs torn and mangled- evidence of a brutal attack by an animal. The sight was jarring, a nightmare made real. My mind raced to find answers, my thoughts a whirlwind of disbelief and shock. Rogue attack?! “Lola!” A desperate cry escaped my lips, a guttural sound of anguish that cut through the air. My eyes brimmed with tears, a flood of emotions overwhelming me.

I sit upright again and reach both hands down, gripping the thin fabric of her top, right in the middle of her chest between her breasts. I pull apart savagely. RRIIIPP! It’s so satisfying, such a delicate material to tear apart. Her breasts pop out, jiggling slightly from the ripping motion. Her top is left hanging wide open, torn straight down the center. Only the very top and very bottom left intact, leaving her looking ravaged.

I tore it off, I ripped it from him, I felt the blood. I saw his eyes when I destroyed him, I was there, it was real, it happened, so how the fuck is he standing here whole and hard and stroking himself like I didn’t ruin him? Is he human, is he even real, is this a nightmare, is this hell, is this punishment, is he some kind of demon who can grow back what I took, am I hallucinating, is the blood loss making me see things, why why why is this happening to me?