Precious Sins - Writing Prompts/Scenes

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❝I had fun killing them.❞ She said with a sinister smile. ❝Would you perhaps want join me?❞

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Abigail's water stained eyes were enough to let Evanora drop the blooded knife which she used to murder everyone in her family— including Maxwell, the family's seven year old German Shepherd.

"Why would you do this...?" Abigail asked with caution, knowing saying even the wrong words can cause havoc— or worse, death of another one.

Evanora's menacing cackled filled the Mcbroom family living room, the sound so unpleasant that it bounced of walls and ceilings decorated with her family's blood— perhaps some even belonging to her.

Evanora's dirty blind hair had knots held by gunks in them, making uneven bumps form on her thick strands of hair. Her big brown pupils turning black with every passing minute. Her hands— oh they were red.

Red with the blood of her two year old sister— Mellisa.

Her white sleeping gown was ripped just below her thighs— signs showing that a member of her family had tried to fought back but failed miserably.

Abigails gaze slowly lingered to Mrs Mcbrooms lifeless body, a tiny gasp leaving when she did so.

The fifty-something year olds hands were positioned in an uncomfortable position, it was as if Evanora was trying to rip them off. Her face was as pale as snow and the bloodied gashes and cuts all over were prominent— like light green highlighted words on a history textbook.

As if seeing four members— including a dog of the love of your life family dead wasn't traumatizing enough, Abigail saw the horrifying words slowly turn into a sentence, written in blood.

'For u my dear abi, love u- eva xx'

'Am I hallucinating?' Abigail thought, she could've sworn that the blood on the walls cleaned up after themselves to create such a sentence word by word.

"Don't you worry my dear..." Slurred Evanora as a psychotic grin appeared on her face and her face turned side ways down to her shoulders on an angle of ninty degrees as she inched closer and closer to her girlfriend which only caused Abigail to stumble back while bumping into broken furnitures. "I'll kill your family next and whoever comes between us...we can live happily ever after then." She slurred in glee, not stoping her movements.

"N-no!" Screamed Abigail as she fell down on her behind, she started crawling backwards to get away from Evanora as fast as possible. "You psychotic fucking lunatic!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. "Get the fuck away from me!"

Evanora's grin transformed into a confused expression. "Was that not what you had wanted?" She asked with so much venom in her words as she inched closer and closer to Abigail with each word. "We can now be together just how you wanted..." her grin reappeared.

"I didn't ask you to kill your own fucking family!" Abigail yelped, her frantic expression along with heavy breathing made Evanora stop her movements in confusion.

Was this not what Abigail wanted?

Abigail and Evanora were both from a conservative religious family, which opposed them from dating or liking anyone from the same sex. The two bisexual teens started fancying each other in their freshmen year of highschool, running successfully since three years considering the two of them were seniors.