Foolish Villainess

Chapter 19

This contains excessive violence, gore, murder, indications of sexual assault, etc...
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There is always this voice ringing in my head, I can never hear what it's saying clearly. In my entire life I've only been able to hear it's words clearly a few times and they always sound like whispers on an ant.

It always asks why, but it never gives me a clear question. A long time ago, I brought it up to mother telling her this voice keeps on whispering in my ear.

"What?! Get the doctor now!"

The doctor said I wasn't sick, but mother insisted I was. She went on another one of her tantrums about how I must be sick and that we need to fix it right away. So, she used our family's wealth to go all over the globe to find a cure.

"Why...?"

That voice again, it's always asking the same things. It's quite annoying, just disappear already, causing so much trouble. Crossing my arms, I headed for my room. As always it was illuminated with the lights from the city.

From the sky rise building, it looked like something out of a dream. But what was this feeling in my stomach? Mother, come back soon, I think I might be sick again...

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"It's fun....I want to..."

Even after so many years the voice still rings in my head. The doctor I said cured what mother said was a 'sickness' eventually became my stepfather. He's...I can't describe him...

"[ ], come have dinner, the food will get cold."

He's disgusting...I don't know what she sees in him. Claiming that he loves her while he does something like this everyday, mother must have been tricked by him.

"Oh, [ ], won't you be so kind as to give your father a welcome home hug?"

Get away from me, you disgust me. I hate you.

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"You disgust me, I hate you, die. I never want to see your face again."

My voice followed by loud thunks with the expensive vase bought a few days ago were the only noises in the sky rise apartment. Mom will be home soon, die already.

As I smashed his head in more the blood splattered on my face and clothes. At first it was just knocking him out, but after seeing his head bleeding I had this sudden urge to keep going.

As I did, his head just kept bleeding more and more, it was satisfying, maybe even pleasurable for me. Eventually I cracked through his skull and was on my third item since the others broke when I hit is head too hard.

Before I knew it his brain was crushed, I'm not really into brains, but.... Shattering the vase, I held it up to his bloody throat. There's only a little time before mother comes back home.

"I'll make you bleed even more."

I spoke to no one in particular as I clenched the glass is my hands, also making me bleed in the process. It was so easily torn, maybe I'll have a little taste after.