Meat

Ch 11

We dropped our bags in relief. I sighed and
trudged up to my room. Quinn wasn't too far behind me. I threw my bag in my room and shut my door before falling on to my bed. I heard Jim and mom talking while they passed my room to get to theirs. As soon as I heard their door close I connected my phone to my Bluetooth water speakers and played Panic! At The Disco

If I retreat
Words, wars, and symphonies
Make room! We're taking over here
And you're the galantine
Cold and alone, it suits you well
Won't find me perching here again

I sang along to the words as Brendon Urie's beautiful voice rang through the room.

May your feet serve you well
And the rest be sent to Hell
Where they always have belonged
Cold hearts brew colder songs
Fate will play us out
With a song of pure romance
Stomp your feet and clap your hands

Just laying there, I started to get hungry.

Let's kill tonight!
Kill tonight!
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight!
Kill tonight!
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight!

I wanted more meat. I wanted more human.

May your feet serve you well
And the rest be sent to Hell
Where they always have belonged
Cold hearts brew colder songs
Fate will play us out
With a song of pure romance
Stomp your feet and clap your hands

But how would I get it?

Let's kill tonight!
Kill tonight!
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight!
Kill tonight!
Show them all you're not the ordinary type

I couldn't kill my family...could I? I mean, I hate most of them but...

Let's kill tonight!
Kill tonight!
Show them all you're not the ordinary type
Let's kill tonight!
Kill tonight!
Show them all you're not the ordinary type

"NO!"

I shut off my music and started panting. What the fuck!? I'm going crazy! Thinking about murdering my family!? I would get sent to prison! And I've heard the food there is nasty. But also I'M NOT KILLING MY FAMILY FOR MEAT!!

I mean, yes it was good, and yes I would love to have another bite but...I'm not a killer!! I sighed and walked out the door. Strawberries will help me. Yeah. Strawberries are my favorite fruit, dipped in sugar, that'll take my mind off my crazy idea.

No one was downstairs except Sissi. She was
on the phone with someone. Her best friend, Nicole, I'm guessing. Now her, I wouldn't mind killing. She's tall, blonde, even though it's obviously dyed, blue eyes, she's a total slut. I remember once, her parents went out of town and she stayed with us for a week. Every night, she had a different guy over. But her boyfriend didn't come over once. She stayed in the basement, so Jim and my mom couldn't hear her, but since the basement has two rooms, a guest room and a game room, Quinn and I could hear her just fine. Not only is she a slut, she's also a bitch. She thinks she's better than everyone except Sissi. They're "equal".

I sat there, dipping my strawberries into
sugar. "Yes of course you can stay the week!...No Nicki, my parents love you!!...Yup, basement again!...Okay! See you in an hour!" She squealed and ran upstairs. "Daddy!! Nicki needs a place to stay this week!" I heard a muffled answer and then another squeal from Sissi. "Thank you daddy!!" I heard her before she waltzed into the kitchen.