Her footsteps echo off the walls ever so faintly
With the clacking of her bootheels
As she gazes around the room at what she's done

She licks a trickle of blood
At the corner of her mouth
While the bodies of those she just killed
Lie motionless upon the floor

"There's only one left now..."
She whispered to herself
"Only one left who broke my heart"

"My ex..."
"He tore my heart out"
"Time to return the favor"

As Jeannie turned to leave
She caught a familiar scent

Her ex was HERE...

He'd been hiding all along

the coward...

He thought the strings of garlic would protect him
Hide his scent from her...was he ever wrong

Her fangs lengthened, her eyes reddened
Her nails grew to an inch
The fury that grew within her
Was at its boiling point

She would spill every drop of his blood...
...After releasing his beating heart
From the sanctuary of his chest...

She slowly walked to the closet
Where he was hiding
And ripped the door from its hinges
"You worthless bastard
You broke my heart
You tore it in two
And before this night is over
I'll have done the same to you"

She reaches for him, he trembles
And she whispers to him, "kiss me"
He's fearful, but he does, as he
Awaits the wrath of Jeannie...

She whispers to him as she
Wraps her arms around him
"It's okay my love,
The end will come to you quickly"

She kissed his neck
And then sank her fangs into his jugular
and began to drink the hot blood from his
Virgin neck and it tastes so sweet to her

But she doesn't kill him...not yet

She stops drinking before he loses consciousness
And shoves him against the wall
"You told me you loved me,
I know now that's not true"

"But one thing it may interest you to know is"
"I AM in love with you..."

"Be glad it's me here ending your life
And that it's not my father
For if he had come for you my love,
He would truly make you suffer"

"Hurting his baby girl
Is something he won't tolerate
And for all the pain you've caused me
He'd tear your soul apart"

"All I'm gonna do is rip out your heart
As you will not need it much longer"

"And when your heart stops beating, my sweet
Your blood will make me stronger"

And with that, Jeannie plunged her razor sharp nails
Deep within his chest
Gripping and then ripping out the heart that beat within

She looks at his heart, now in her hand
And she kisses it as his body falls to the floor
And then she drinks from his aorta...

...as if it were a straw...

So don't mess with my baby girl
Or you may find that your life will end

For Hell hath no fury...

...Like a princess of the undead.