Let's Paint a Picture (The Bloody Painter)

Chapter 10

"Hello. Tierra." Murmurs a deep, gravelly voice. "Who's here now?!?" I reply a little annoyed by now. "I'm an old friend, sweetie, I don't think you should be so annoyed with me," the voice said stirring under my bed covers, wrapping its arm around me. "Why?" I ask squirming in it's grasp. "For I'm an artist, and people are my canvas." He mumbles in my ear. "1 years ago, sweetie, don't you remember me?" He sneers in my hair, tightening his grip around me. "I-It's you... You're the one t-that killed m-m mom?" I whisper, shivering in fear and starting to cry. "Don't think of that sweetie, she was going to hurt you worse than I ever could," he said. "How?!? How?" I ask weeping. "She was going to kill you anyways, I don't want you to be hurt." "Get out." "Why?" "I don't take kind to hearing about my mothers death. So if you may. Please get out." I say crying. "I'll be back Tierra, and when I am please, accept me here. For I am not leaving you." He calmly mutters. With a quick hug and a sad goodnight he was gone and out of my window. Going who knows where.....