William stood ominously above the girl, who was still staring into the window of the pizzeria he called his own. She sniffed and sobbed softly, before turning to see Williams face. The gloomy weather made William smile, Though.. Charlie interrupted his mood. Charlotte was normally with her father, inside of the pizzeria, but today.. was different.
"U-Uncle..? " Charlie ..Annoyingly, stuttered. "C'mon, Chap Chap." William Pestered, Kneeling down. "Why are you out here? Your father would be upset if he found you like this." William grasped Charlies small fingers tight. "they...t-they kicked me out." Charlie sobbed, Williams grip on her hand tightened as His other slid behind his back. "Well, ..we should bring you back inside, shall we? " Williams strong voice echoed through the small child's head. yet...this was her uncle William, of course she'll trust him.
William reached for a metal object behind him, as he stood up, still holding Charlie's hand, Charlotte interrupted. "William...you-..y-you've always scared me a bit. " Williams calming expression changed, into a small smile. "That's good, Honey." he chuckled, his voice more soft and sweet than normal. "Wait-...w-what? " Charlie turned, confused. " Why is it good that I'm scared of you? "
Williams smile grew bigger, his tone changed once again. " You should be scared of me. " His voice was airy and quiet. " I- what? " Charlie turned away from William, walking towards the door. " I don't understand what you mean but- " Charlies back began to sting, then ache- " OW! AUGH! oh...oh my.. " William dug the sharp pipe deeper causing Charlotte's lifeless body to fall to the floor. He quickly pulled it out and admired the sharp pipes beauty. He's done...what he's always wanted to do...He set the pipe on the floor and smiled one last time, before walking away.
It rained harder.
The road was louder.
And the silence was screaming.
