Chapter 1

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June's POV

I stare down my father's scary eyes as he paste back and fourth in front of me.

"Look, june I know you don't understand why... But you have to kill. HAVE TO!" Jeff spoke.

I sighed, I didn't want to kill for no reason. I hated the thought of blood and gore.

"Fine whatever dad." I spat, then walked out the room.

Soon as I opened the door, Widow was standing there leaning against the hallway wall.
Widow had Black hair like her mother.

"Your father thinks low of you.... It's sad." Widow spoke.

An anger and rage flowed throughout my body, yeah i have a crush on this girl, but sometimes she goes too far.

"It's not my fault I can't stand blood." I protested.

I stomped away downstairs before widow said something else and went into the living room. I swear she's a easedropper, is that even a word? I don't know....

Hate and Love were sitting on the couch watching Investigation Discovery.

"Psh!...The murder should always get away with murder!" Hate spat.

"Yeah....I guess..." Love said unsurely.

Hate had dark blue hair and matching eyes.
Love had Light pink hair and light gray eyes.

Hate is kinda,always mean, sad or angry but he's other things too.
Love is the romantic type. He flirts with everyone! Even when he doesn't mean to.

It's weird that the two of them are best friends. Even with love's flirting habit, it's funny sometimes.

I sat down on the couch beside love.

"Hey June." Hate greeted me.

"Hey Handsome." Love said.

My eyes widen, hate and I gave love a awkward stare.

Love covered his mouth, and stared at the ground.

"I didn't mean to say that! I meant June! Hi June!" Love rambled.

Hate laughed and I shook my head, really his flirting problem is getting out of hand.

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