Do Not Look At Me, See Me

Prologue

The redhead takes up her knife from the rat she just killed and wipes the blood off on her clothes. She doesn't really care about her clothes, she's not really into fashion. Most of her clothes are passed on from her mother to her. She despise her mother, she haven't really cared about the redhead as much as a mother should do. It may be a reason why she just wiped the blood on that very skirt.

She freezes onto the spot she's taken on the floor next to the couch as she hears a tumbling sound outside of the door. She makes her way up to standing point and touches her throat to see what her pulse is. She breathes in sharply as she glances on the door which starts to open. She looks around her and makes her way to the hallway to the bedroom she sometimes sleeps in when her family's annoying. Or when her mother is home.

She steps back into the doorway of the bedroom so she can still see who's storming through the door. Which isn't one person, it's two. They're clutched together so she couldn't see who they are. She realises they're kissing, or more to say making out. His and her tongues deep inside each other's throats. She frowns as she realises she's going to feel sick soon. The boy, he looks he's around fifteen, the same age as the redhead. He has brown fluffy hair, a very nice jawline and so smooth skin it's unbelievable. The redhead looks over at the girl and inspects her too. She has blonde hair, not dirty blonde, blonde blonde hair. She also has smooth skin and the redhead thinks to herself how people can get that lucky sometimes. She has a perfect nose and perfect collarbones. The redhead doesn't know why she looks at the collarbones of the blonde girl, she just feels attracted to them somehow.

The couple, as the redhead assume they are, finally takes out their tongues out of each other's throats. She gasps as she realises who they really are. The blonde girl usually smiles like that at her friends and sometimes when the redhead jokes about something. But now there's something else in her brown eyes. She scoots around the corner of the door as she remembers that she actually gasped and that they'd probably come and see her. She frantically tries to move things in the bedroom to find a mask and a tassel to hide her identity from her friend. The real reason why she gasped is that the boy she's with is actually dating her friend. The redheads friend. How is she supposed live and be around her friend while she knows that her boyfriend literally cheats on her with her friend.

The redhead sets up her hair and takes the mask on fast but soundless. She looks over at the couple again and can't stop wondering how it would feel to actually be in a relationship. Her knuckles are almost white as she clutches her hand hard around the knife. She could murder both of them right now. The redhead likes the blonde girl but she's kind of annoying, she's that kind of girl who actually cares about fashion and there's always drama around her.

On instinct the redhead walks out of the bedroom and look suspiciously while the couple tries to take their clothes off. She's so going to feel sick after this event. She rises her hand who holds the knife and starts to walk towards them. She distinctly remembers to not yell their names at them to hide her identity. She has absolutely no clue at all what she's going to say so she just yells,

"Hey!" In a darker voice than she expected. The brown haired boy gets so scared and surprised at her appearance he falls down from the couch to the ground. The blonde girl looks furious and scared at the same time. The redhead smiles under her mask that she actually succeeded breaking this ugly thing off. She wouldn't exactly survive another minute. The girl must have seen her smirk on her eyes and she yells,

"Who are you?" She breathes short and fast. She tries to take on her shirt but is unsuccessful. She holds the shirt up as a shield with her shaky hands.