You and me against the world

The Perfect Doll (part 2)

Evan made sure to tightly tie her hands together, he knew she would probably wake up in an hour or so. He carefully snuck over to Meredith's room and swiftly grabbed the make up he would need to complete his doll. He was glad that Meredith and Alex were to busy out drinking so he knew that he wouldn't be interrupted. He walked back up to the attic just as Jenny was slowly starting to awake.

'Hmm, guess I didn't knock her out hard enough' he thought as he watched her open her eyes and look around at her surroundings, her eyes shot open as she realised she was no longer in the comfort of her own room and that there was a slight pain in the back of her head.

Her eyes took in her surroundings and as she spotted Evan, the screaming began.

"What the hell? What is this? Untie me you stupid freak!" She screeched in her high pitched voice.

Evan winced at the screech and instantly knew that she definitely had to lose her tongue. Evan walked back downstairs, towards the kitchen and grabbed a knife. He eyed the glimmering, silver tool in his hand, his reflection staring back at him. He marched upstairs, his arms stiff by his side with the knife in his right hand.

"Jenny...oh Jenny...." he taunted as he climbed up to the attic.

Jenny whimpered as she caught sight of Evan entering the attic, she knew that whatever was about to happen wouldn't be good. She let out a piercing cry as she caught sight of the sharp knife in his hand.

'He's completely insane' her conscience screamed as he approached closer and closer.

Evan tauntingly walked around her figure, trailing the knife along her shoulder. Jenny whimpered as the cold blade came into contact with her skin.

"You know...I'm really not happy with you Jenny" he remarked, casually twirling the knife in his hand.

Jenny looked up as her eyes connected with his. She had no idea what she had done wrong, sure she had bullied him and his sister but so did everyone else...so why had he chosen her?

"Because of you and your little group of whores, my sister is currently six feet underground" he muttered, a distant look in his eye.

Jenny's eyes widened in shock, Ellie Smith had committed suicide because of them? She could feel vomit quickly rising to her throat. She dry heaved for a couple of seconds before finally looking back at the angry twin standing over her.

Evan slowly bent down on his knees and brought the knife along to her shin.

"What are you doing?!" She screamed.

Evan slowly started hacking away at her skin, before finally pulling the skin off of her shin, completely ignoring her screams of agony. He violently hacked away at her skin, aware that she may bleed out but that didn't stop him. Satisfied with his work, he grabbed the make up and steadily layered it on her face. Shiny bright lipstick, pink blush and black eyeliner. Evan stepped back to admire his doll, he was pleasantly satisfied but there was something missing... her clothes, they weren't right.

Evan ran over to one of the old boxes residing in the attic and scammed through it. Once he found what he was looking for, he quickly undressed Jenny and threw on a plain mint green dress. He finally stepped back to acknowledge his hard work. She was perfect, a beautiful whimpering mess of perfection. Evan let out a cruel smile as he gently touched her cheek.

"Say hello to Mitchell for me" he mocked before finally slamming the knife into her stomach.

She gurgled, blood slowly spilling out of her mouth as the light in her eyes faded away. Evan admired the sight of the blood and Jenny before finally concluding his opinion.

"She's the perfect doll" he remarked.