*Abigail's POV*
"Do you wanna know where I hide the bodies?" I asked.
Amelia just stood there frozen. She was cute, but I wish she would answer when I asked her a question.
"Did you not hear me? I said, do you want to know where I hide the bodies?" I said, pushing my knife a bit closer to her neck. She still was just standing there and staring at the body.
"Answer me, dammit!" At this point I was getting extremely annoyed with her.
"N-no" She stuttered, still not moving. "I r-really don't want to know where you hide the bodies..." She said very quietly. She really was cute.
"That's okay, I'm just going to need you to close your eyes for a second. The pain won't last long" I said quietly into her ear. After she closed her eyes I struck the side of her head with the handle of my knife. Effectively knocking her out. I should be quick with this.
*time skip to about an hour later*
After getting rid of Nathan's body, I walked back to the clearing I had killed him in. And there she was, still sprawled on the ground where I left her. I quickly picked her up and started heading to my house.
My father wasn't home when I got to my house. Of course he wasn't. Truthfully the only reason I kept my bitch of a father alive was because he at least put food on the table.
I went to my room and placed the beautiful girl in my arms on my bed. I took a quick shower and put the bloody clothes I was wearing in the washer. I grabbed some of my favorite fuzzy pink pajamas to wear and then I dampened a cloth to clean up Amelia with.
Halfway through cleaning the blood off of Amelia's forehead, she opened her eyes.
"Ah, your awake. Perfect." I said kissing the non-bloody side to her forehead. I handed her the cloth to finish cleaning up and went to go cook something for the both of us.
"Abigail, w-what are you doing?" Amelia asked me nervously when I got off the bed.
"Well cutie, I'm going to make us dinner. Oh right, where are my manners? Is there anything you'd like to eat?" I asked politely, watching as she slowly started cleaning herself up.
"Um, maybe like soup, or something." Amelia said shyly looking at the floor.
"Of course! I've got a couple cans of tomato soup in one of the cupboards." I said, happy she was now answering my questions the first time I ask.
"You've killed people before, haven't you?..." Amelia said right as I was about to leave the room. I halted my steps.
"Well you really shouldn't act like you haven't."
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Killer Queen
Teen Fiction*I DO OWN THE PICTURE ON THE COVER* Abigail Winters is the prom queen. All the boys want to date her. All the girls want to be her. Amelia Grace is the quiet girl. She sits in the back of the classroom. She gets bullied daily. Now, what happens when...
