~ Vermillion Bullet ~

How could James do this..?
How dare he?
They used to be so in love, so smitten...
Now look. Stone cold heartbreak.
She'd just walked in to see him
In their bed with one of the caterers for
A dinner party they held six months ago.
She wanted to go in and yell,
And scream, make him scared,
Tell him she still loved him,
Yet he had ruined everything.
But then... He clearly didn't want
A washed up actress, when he could have
Women like the caterer...
And, after all, what was the point?
She tucked a stray brown hair behind her ear,
And stared at her puffy red face in the mirror.
"Oh god..." She whispered under her breath.
Reaching into the pocket of her fox fur coat,
She felt around, and found the cold, hard bullet shape.
It was time to show him a lesson.
Time to make him see he would never get her back.
Taking a deep breath to dry her tears,
And wiping the smudged makeup
From below her large blue eyes,
She steadied herself.
No good trying to do this with a shaking hand,
She thought, and leant close to the mirror.
Time to end this, and get out of here.

She pulled the fiery vermillion lipstick from her pocket,
And coated her lips with a creamy red confidence.
Time to get up and move on.