Eye see you

Chapter 6; Lego

      The car ride home was the most enjoyable ride ever for Liberty she let go of all the dreams that the doll brought her, she was going to be fond of the rest of her birthday if it killed her.  Marie Barnes never found the doll when she returned to the room where liberty was silently pretending to sleep.  The frantic woman began tearing the room apart looking for the doll which Liberty carefully removed. 

     “Mommy, it’s alright, I have plenty of dolls.” Liberty said sweetly batting her light brown eyelashes.  Marie only smiled

      “Okay time for home?” She asked.  And now here they were going to their small house. Liberty began singing nursing rhymes, the ones her mother used to sing to her.  When they reached the small white house with the green roof and dozens of trees surrounding it Liberty ran towards her favorite tree, the big oak tree that held upon its wooden arms her escape.  It was her tree house made of dark red wood and old nails; she made this all by herself with the help of her only friend whom she thought was planning on coming over for a cake her beautiful mother was making.  She climbed into the small shelter and started playing with her Lego blocks making something she couldn’t exactly be sure of what it was.  She worked sub consciously letting her mind drift from the fun she would have today, then to the flavor of the cake her mom was making, and then the dreams came into her mind.

     “No.” She whispered shaking her head as she built the Lego blocks high.

     “LIBERTY!” She dropped the Lego in her hands and walked over the window.  Her pudgy mother was standing there with her apron on with flour smeared onto her cheeks and clothes.  The little girl giggled at the sight of the four.  “Liberty, Allie is here, she is waiting in your room.” A smile perked up on the girl’s lips.  Alison Cornelius was her only friend and she couldn’t wait to start playing.  Liberty felt this strange urge to stay up in the tree house but couldn’t understand why.  She started to climb down her over alls getting caught on one of the branches leaving a strand of cloth on the thorn.  She started running into the house and finally reached her hallway.  When she got there she saw a dark figure playing with a doll on the floor.  Liberty watched as her friend with shoulder-length dark wavy hair seemed to be throwing the doll repeatedly and soon after picking it up only to repeat the process. 

     “Allie!?! What are you doing?”  She looked at her friend questioning her.  Allie was dressed in a gothic vintage dress with matching black flats her hair was loosely falling to her shoulders rather than her usual two braided pig tails.  She looked up her dark eyes staring back at her friend. 

     “All of my dollies have bruises.” She mumbled softly. “So I thought yours were missing out.” She softly continued shrugging.  Liberty snatched the doll and began cradling it like a lost child. 

      “My dolls are perfect.” She pointed out as if she would cry if Allie touched them one more time. 

     “Okay, So what do you want do, it’s your birthday.”Allie said as she jumped onto Liberty’s bed and began swinging her feet innocently.

     “I don’t know.” Liberty shrugged as if nothing had happen letting her doll to the floor once more. 

     “Well want to play vampire?” Allie said imitating a bat with her hands.  Liberty nodded eagerly.  “Okay I will be the vampire and you will be the frightened human.” She explained then began chasing the screaming birthday girl.  The two girls played laughing and screaming each taking turns to be the creature of the night.  When it was Liberty’s turn she couldn’t quite shake the feeling, this really familiar strange feeling. 

      “GIRLS, TIME FOR CAKE!” Liberty’s mother shouted, the words echoing across the property 1 hour into their game. As Liberty heard this she turned to Allie and noticed her friend instantly shake for a quick second then returning to normal or as normal as Allie could get.

      “What was that?” She interrogated pointing at the little morbid girl.  Allie only cocked her head gesturing she didn’t understand.

      “What was what?” Allie replied looking at her friend. 

      “You just shook!” The birthday girl exclaimed becoming annoyed with her friend for lying.

      “I DID NOT!” The girl almost shouted. “Let’s just go ok, there’s cake.” She resolved irritated then took off running into the kitchen.  Liberty grunted then started running right on the girl’s heels.  They reached the kitchen and smelled the warm and inviting smell of chocolate filling the room and noticed two plates with ENORMOUS slices of the brown chocolate treat, each next to a cool glass of milk.  The ran, each taking a chair and grabbing the fork placed inside the cake, each taking a big bite, stuffing their mouths.

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“Well what do you think?” Marie asked the little girls. 

     “Hdgfgsdhfbd.” Was all Marie could make out.

     “What?” She asked again, irritated with the girls’ manners. 

     “Delicious.” The both clarified in union. This amused her.  She sat there watching the two girls devour their slice then sit there with their bellies aching and hearts full. 

     “Allie, I think it’s getting a bit late, time for you to go home.” She said kindly to her daughter’s friend whom she adored.

     “No mam, my father is a zombie and usually doesn’t get home till late.” The girl said so innocently, so honestly.

     “Oh?” Marie asked cocking her eyebrows.

     “Yes mam, but I should leave, bye.” She said and swiftly darted out the door and onto the sidewalk into the night.

     “Ok young lady go get ready for bed, got it?” She said laughing a bit as she noticed her daughter sprawled out on the floor her hands on her stomach.  Poor child she thought.

     “Yes mommy.” Liberty answered getting to her feet and then slowly walking to her room, obviously too tired to argue.  Marie chuckled to herself then walked to the kitchen sink carrying a few dishes covered in chocolate.  Her eyes travel up, through the window where her daughter’s tree house is and she notices the strand out attached to the base of the tree.  She walks out into the yard, the sun is just barely setting and the light illuminated the wood beautifully.  Her bare hand pulls the string to her face and she smiles.  She wonders what her daughter, so full of imagination does up here.  Curiosity getting the better of her, she climbs the wooden ladder against her daughter’s rules and looks inside; at the toys scattering the floor when one this catches her eye.  She finds an optical illusion and in the space between each figure it showed a letter.  The whole Illusion spelled out 2 words; Eye Kill.