Lilly Anne

Chapter 11: Kill Kill Kill

Lilly stopped a quarter down the sidewalk. She had an amazing idea, she could kill his wife too. She turned around and stepped back into the house and hid behind a huge plant.

"Work was hectic today. I don't know why people wanted so much money."

"Honey? James this is not funny. Answer me now."

Mrs. Morgan walked into the living room and screamed in horror. Lilly giggled, she liked it when they screamed.

"Oh my god!!! James, who did this!!! This is overkill!!! Whyyy!!!? Who could do such a thing!!?"

Lilly emerged from behind the plant.

"He deserved what he got. He brutally murdered my family. He made me insane. He put me in a mental hospital. He did all these things to me. It was only fair for him to die."

"Oh my. He didn't kill anyone!!! You killed an innocent man!!!"

"No, you're wrong. He admitted it. He said he was sorry, but sorry doesn't bring my family back. Does it."

"I suppose not."

"What are still doing standing here? I'm an insane 9 year old who just killed your husband and gonna soon kill you. Why aren't you running?"

Mrs. Morgan jumped a little, but she was frozen still. She was so shocked she couldn't move. Lilly took this as her chance to murder the poor woman.

"Well. I guess this will make things easier for me."

This time Mrs. Morgan got up, it looked like she was about to run, but Lilly got to her first. Lilly lunged forward and held the knife steadily in her hand. Lilly stabbed Mrs. Morgan deeply in the stamach, then again in the side. Mrs. Morgan was aching all over her body, she held the places where she was stabbed and fell to the floor. Lilly was satisfied and she rubbed the knife on her dress as an attempted to get the blood off of it. She walked outside, slammed the door and walked down the dark street. She saw a junkyard and walked through the giant gate. Lilly threw the knife in a pile of metal and made sure it was unanle to be seen. She practically ran down the sidewalk to her grandmother's house. Lilly knocked almost a million times.

"Calm down!!! I'm coming!!!" Rhonda yelled as she walked out of her room in a robe.
She opened the door and an expression of confusion covered her face.

"Lilly? I thought you were in Mentality Hospis? Where did you come from?"

"Oh, so thats what that place is called. Anywho, they let me out early, they said I was perfectly normal."

"Oh. Arighty then. Come on in, I'll make you a palette on the couch."

"Thanks Grandma"
Lilly said with a smile, a fake smile. She didn't like Rhonda's lovable tone. It reminded her to much of Shelby, but she shook the thought of killing her out of her mind. She needed Rhonda for protection and a place to stay. Lilly walked to the couch and sat on it, waiting for her grandmother to retrieve the blankets.

"Here you go honey! Also, why were you all by yourself out there? Surley someone would've escorted you to my house."

"Nope. They just sent me away."

"Oh those little....."

Lilly knew what she was going to say. Bitches. She could tell by the look on Rhonda's face.

"I'm really tired, beacause of my trip. I think I'm going to head to sleep."

"Okay honey! I love you, sweet dreams."

Rhonda smiled and walked back to her room. Lilly rolled over so her face was pointed to the ceiling. She thought about what she was going to do tomorrow, and her eyes slowly closed sending her into a deep sleep. Her dreams were better than the real thing (well that's what Lilly thought atleast). She was ripping people intestines out and using them to choke the person.
Lilly sprang up from her dream, she smelt food.