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UnKnown P.O.V

-----I took off my mask so they could take a look at death as I looked at them both in pure shame and disgust as they pleaded for their lives, begging for sympathy, and making all these unnecessary promises and shit. "Such a shame the poor baby had to be involved, Didn't even get to see 4 months. Just a shame. Just.A.Shame." I said smiling, as I tossed their dead baby's body to them. It's even sadder that they couldn't catch the poor thing.

They were both tied up to two separate chairs, and chained together with shackles on their ankles. I circled them both, pouring gasoline all on the floors, the chairs, their body's, and even that dead son of a bitch. Who was I to care? Pulling on my pocket knife, I stabbed the male in his back and stabbed the female in her breast, listening to their cries as I poured alcohol onto their wounds. I swear, it was almost as if you could hear his skin sizzling in pain like a frying pan. I liked the sound of others in pain. Eventually after stabbing them both a couple places here and there, breaking a couple bones, and dragging them through hell and back I got bored and just said fuck it. Grabbing 3 matches from the box, I lit them on fire and threw all three onto them and near them. Shit, at least they got to die as I family. I gathered all my belongings and quickly made my way out before the house erupted in flames and came falling down. When I got to my car, I pulled out a bottle of Vodka from underneath the seats and took a couple shots from it. Oh, What it takes to Keep Quiet.-----

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-Miss.King👑

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