Brutus. A young girl with young dreams, youthful life and such many more to explore. Can a teenager like Brutus redeem her dream? or will she force fate to make her redeem her dream?
Who knows, starting by reading this story.
Brutus Bintang Roslin...
* - warning: this story implies gore, cannibalism, Incest, racism, reality SA, abuse, Murder, chaos and others.Most importantly, possible misspelling and terrible grammar.
Another warning that this story has very terrible grammar
(Nobody's pov)
It was clear that the class was dull and dried out. Leaving the room quiet and in silence, but it was atleast helpful for students troubling with their homework.
Brutus, at her desk, Sitting alone as she's got her eyes stolen from the window where she observes the sky in boredom. It wasn't clear if she was bored according to the others if they were to observe her, Since her expression currently seemed plain and neutral
As she viewed out the window she suddenly felt something vibrate at her thigh, coming from her pocket. It was her phone who was notifying her about a new message without a sound. She secretly pulled out the gadget and dolled it behind her desk below it so she wouldn't get caught.
Oh. it was a new message from a website, a website that's mainly about hiring and businesses, something that'll attract an unemployed person. But Brutus is currently fifteen, what could the message possibly mean for her?
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* note: the email is fake!
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Brutus couldn't BELIEVE it! This was so unacceptable and terribly disappointing to herself. Brutus was silently mad as she stared down at the screen in irritation, she thought she could do it. After all those useless practices and tests, she failed. Just. wow.
Maybe this year isn't her year.
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School ended at 6:46. Brutus was reorganising her books in her locker alone because therefore her friends already gone to their location early. Brutus sighed in slight dissatisfied manner as her eyes were pitch black in disappointment from earlier, Her hands continuous placing the used books back in order as the usual relocation everyday.
"...One day I'll show you who's unsuccessful.." Brutus mumbled to herself and mocked the email earlier, she still holds a grudge of it. Alas, she finished orginising matters and other stationary substance and was prepared to head home.
* Now it's evening.
It was getting late as the sun slowly sets lower and lower, It was obvious that Brutus wasted half of her minutes at the locker previously, But it wasn't the time to think of that.
Brutus slowly loses her sense of vexation and noticed a lost stray feline crying it's meows at a dark alley. Sure, it seemed quite scary and inhumane to follow a small kitten in such dark sky but Brutus lack care and decided to come after it.
The teen decided to pull out her phone and use flashlight for better Eyesight and noticed something hazard.
it was a fresh dead body with its head decapitated, but, the head was unknown to be found. Brutus looked around her by left and right before approaching the metallic-smelling corpse. She crouched down and was invested by it. she was out to touch it but refrained herself from doing a psychopathic movement.
"Brutus!..cut it out..your not a bastard.."
She scolded herself with a whispering tone so nobody near could hear her. She decided to leave it be, but also acknowledge back the memory of the failed position of being a butcher. She doesn't know why she wanted to play the butcher role, it was odd but it was her dream to always be one ever since.
She checked her sides and nobody was around due to the dark sky forming. She decided to quickly run to the convenient store and take some plastic bags. Her runs ran to a nearby convenient store and the smell of blood loosen from her in a second after the refreshing air conditioner smuggle around her figure. luckily, she brought 30 bucks and the plastic bags here are around 10, the largest ones are 20.
So, she brought some large black plastic bags.
you know the drill.
She came back to the exposed corpse and came near it as she settled an opened plastic bag. slowly, she dragged the corpse into the plastic bag and bending it's body to fit in, she'd also take out her left over perfume and spray it around so it doesn't smell suspicious to anyone else if they were to pass by her.
She wanted to see the kitten one more last time before going home with the absolute humane carcass but happend to not find it, so, she decided to head home carefully.
