Killers can love... Right?

Not my smartest idea

"A killer?" She could see how intrigued I was by this. "No more questions you have a curfew and it is to be followed or you will be punished". I looked over to see kids piling over at the tv listening to the news about the killings. "Hey (s/n) go to my room and start your homework I'll be in there soon". She smiled and walked down the hall into my bedroom. I looked toward Madame Scarlett, "we all know I don't give a rat's ass about punishment so tell me what's up because your not the only one trying to keep people safe".

"A lady does not use that type of language" she seemed too flustered about the situation to scold me. "When did I become a lady", I gave my usual smart remark. "Get to your room! I will speak of this no further", she turned to the other kids. "EVERYONE TO BED!". The kids tumbled over each other running to their rooms. She left me and I figured if she won't tell me I'll find out for myself. I made my way to my room where (s/n) was sitting on my bed.

"Finish homework yet twerp?"I said placing my back pack on the desk I had turning my lamp on. "Not yet Einstein" I smirked taking my work out ,"everyone is headed to bed you should too". "Yes because I'm afraid a big evil killer is gonna get me, please I have you by my side", she began mumbling "your scarier than any psychopath". "Yah but your face could kill a man" I replied. "Hey!" She then tried to be sneaky and threw a pencil at the the back of my head. I quickly turned grabbing the pencil before it hit me "ah ah ah silly girl didn't you know I have my own" I grinned pulling out my bag of pencils. She sighed and caught the pencil as I threw it back.

I sat in my rolly chair and began to work getting it all done before (s/n) could finish one of her work sheets. I rolled over to her grabbing her work looking through the questions mentally figuring each one out and began to help her. "Got it?" "Yah I got it" she replied as she finished her work and yawned. I giggled, "better get to bed sleepy head". She nodded hugging me tightly and began making her way out my door "I'll see ya in the morning". I nodded, "forever and always".

The rain smacked my window as I made sure the warden and her minions were sleeping. Placing a dark hoodie on I shoved my dresser toward my sad excuse of a window. I climbed on top of it to reach toward the thin sheet of glass and creaked it open with my pocket knife since the latch was rusted. "Time to do something worth punishment", I spoke to myself and leapt out the window.

My legs crashed into the wet soil beneath my window causing mud to fly up my legs. The rain slowly fell upon my back as I began walking the dark gloomy street. Only a few street lights remained on, it was almost apocalyptic. It was as if the entire world was dead but I swore something was stirring within its darkness. It was following my every movement. This may not have been my best idea.

Sister's POV

Something wasn't right I could tell. It was a feeling as if something was missing, you had it and now it's gone. I know what it is. The sound of my sister shifting within the halls either to the kitchen or to come in and ask if I wanted to leave this 'shitty jail' as she called it. I lifted the covers off of myself and made my way to see what she was up to.

Creeping through the halls she was no where to be seen but something caught my attention. A strange sound like that of which a dog made when feasting on the tender meat of a chicken. I guess my thoughts distracted me from what I was walking towards because the sound then stopped. I was snapped back to reality knowing I disturbed something. It was then that I realized the thing that was eating was now standing a few feet in front of me staring at my frozen being. Was this who they were talking about?