Bad puppy

In my head, I still kept going on and on about what to do, but the very first thoughts were the best… You have to protect yourself when she gets close and run.

At that time it was already very dark, and it was very difficult to see anything on the picture, except sunflower. Maybe I can use this as a rip-off and she’ll come closer to me. Or maybe I could say that I’m done, because she can’t see that there’s no dramatic change.

“Annette I finished” sounded hollow and shivering. No wonder, because my throat was so dry.

I heard her get off the windowsill and slowly walk towards me. Every step made my heart shake with fear, it took my breath away and my ears rang. When she comes closer, I should grab a can of water and splash it in her face, and there I will deal with her. Let it be what it is.

She was already standing next to me. Slowly leaning towards the painting, she looked like a real psychopath with crazy eyes. Since it’s already dark, just tell me I’m all right and that’s it. Come on, say “That’s it” and I’ll run.

But instead she sighed with disappointment and turned to me with a disgruntled look. And what could that mean? At that moment, she grabbed me by the head and pushed me very close to the painting.

“Look at you up close and personal. You don’t have enough little details, you’re a real piece of shit, you little bitch. You thought you could trick me, huh? The smartest one I’ve ever come across? This is my first and last time I give you foreplay, the next time I cut you a piece of flesh, it’s gonna be harder to concentrate.”

By saying this she poked me in the picture, as if I was a puppy that shitted not in the right place. But it’s, now you will learn from this puppy! I had to wait a little while for her to move a little further, and I could throw water in her face to disorient her a little. All the more reason to wait for her to let go of my hair, so I don’t need her digging deeper into my hair and banging my head on the floor.

“Do you understand me?” she asked in a stern voice and turned my head toward her. Her fingers were so hard on my hair, that I thought they’d stay in her hand. “Just because you’re not the most violent of my guests, I let you paint without any injuries” she let go of my hair and put her hand on her knees ” Good girl”

She smiled softly and gently with her eyes closed that the rage within me began to grow. Now was the moment when I was angry and she didn’t see anything! I quickly reached for the can and the moment Annette started to open her eyes I threw this water in her face! It looked like it was in slow motion. I saw the dirty water in her eyes! That bitch got what she deserved – suffer!