They Had The Most Beautiful Eyes

Brick- She had gone insane. I don't know how or when, but it was perfectly clear to me at this moment. The moment where she drove the blade toward my remaining crimson eye. Bubbles- Such pretty, colorful eyes. Like a work of art, a painting worthy of hanging in the Smithsonian, and they were going to be all mine. WARNING: This story contains, psychotic blondes and gruesome acts.