My sister, the murderer

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Chapter 1

Hey I'm Kim, I'm dead cliche i know and this is my story. I lived in a small town and did everything for my sister Maddie everybody believed her over me so I always got the blame for what she did and if I tried to get her into trouble then she would punish me, one winter she locked me out in the yard with just a torch and the clothes I was wearing other times she beat me it was horrible but it was my life. Also she didn't deal with rejection very well and so when I found out the boy she liked was going to ask me out you could understand why I'd like to keep it to myself.

But somehow she found out, after about a week of me and Zac (that was his name) being together I found a note on my dresser in the morning when I was getting ready for school that said 'dump him or shits going down'

Chapter 2

I hadn't been with Zac for long but I like him...a lot. There was no way I was giving him up and so I saw him at school like a usual school day convincing myself that for once, she was all talk. But I knew better and I wanted to make this day last and so I did I didn't leave his side I kissed him every chance I got and made him hold me in his arms for as long as we could, he saw that something was wrong I was never this clingy and he tried to get it out of me all day long and then the final bell went for the end of school I turned to him and said 'I know we haven't been together long but I love you...I love you so much I cannot explain you are my world..' And that night our world was going to be ripped apart.

I just got settled into bed and I kinda expected something bad but not this bad. My door swung open and I saw the silhouette of my sister I sat up and braced myself for a beating, sweat beading on my forehead, my hands becoming clammy as my heart quickened and as I opened my eyes to see what was happening I saw a little wink of light an then nothing.

Chapter 3

The feeling was weird almost like when you get up too quickly and you're in a daze for a few seconds and then everything came back into focus I was high of the ground and still in my pyjamas but they were stained with something sort of brown...dried blood. I looked around, I was in my room and my body was on the floor soaking the carpet with my blood and my sister standing at the door a knife in her hand, just standing there, no emotion whatsoever. Then something snapped I just couldn't believe it 'fuck you, how dare you' I thought, rage filled my empty veins replacing what was once there. I was always the outcast always the worker, always the slave and for once I thought no and yes I know it's pitying how it took me this much to stop being such an idiot but when you're under so much control it's hard to get out. I turned to my sister who had began to walk back to her room and I tried to move, I was clumsy at first unfamiliar with this 'floating' lark but I got the hang of it and I spat with so much fury and venom that I swear she heard me 'you sick sadistic little bitch I hate you, and now I am going to make your life absolute hell!' Maddie turned to where I was 'hovering' and just stood and then she looked up to my face and screamed she fell to the floor and sobbed and howled until my parents came and I just said 'good, you're a selfish little slut'

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 14, 2013 ⏰

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