The thin teenager walked through the front door of her modest home when the familiar sound of raised voices and shattering glass greeted her. She knew what awaited her in the living room before she even laid eyes on the scene.
Her father, a man consumed by anger and alcohol, stood over her trembling mother, his fists clenched and ready to strike.
The reason for his rage became apparent as her mother's tear-streaked face turned to Eva. She wasn't expecting that soon the phone call from her History professor about her failing grade. Fortunately, that could have a solution. After all, she didn't keep the secret about his affair with a student for nothing.
The sound of another punch made her jump. The temperature of her blood could scorch someone. All her body was filled with rage. As her father's hand raised once more to strike her mother, a dark thought crossed Eva's mind.
She could end this cycle of abuse right now. She could let herself be carried away by wrath and take justice into her own hands. The power to stop him was within her reach, a knife glinting on the kitchen counter just a few steps away.
But as she hesitated, a different kind of power disturbed her inside. With a tricky smile, Eva turned to her mother and whispered words that would change their lives forever.
“Mom, you know what needs to be done,” she said softly, planting the seed of revenge in her mother's mind. And with a look of determination, her mother picked up the knife and faced the man who had caused them so much pain.
Eva watched with a mixture of satisfaction and horror as her mother took matters into her own hands, delivering a fatal blow to the man who had tormented them for so long.
She had passed the Wrath test, choosing not to act directly, but, was it right?
As the blood pooled on the floor and sirens wailed in the distance, Eva felt a chill run down her spine. Suddenly, all the memories of the day mixed, creating a whirlpool in her mind. Her blue eyes darkened so much that they seemed to have changed color.
Then a phrase echoed in her head. “No one likes a goody-two-shoes all the time”.
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Sometimes They Win
Short Story"Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win." - Stephen King In a game of temptation, Pride challenges Greed to find a person who can resist the allure of the seven deadly sins. Greed chooses Eva, a seem...
