Simon Says

No Remorse

I turned around and came face to chest with a very tall man. I looked up and saw that he was looking down with a huge smile smacked onto his face. He had very wide, silver eyes and jet black hair. Like me. Were these people stealing my looks or something?

"Um, hello. I'm Raven. You?"

"I'm Terry. They," He pointed to the redhead and the people surrounding him, "Call me 'Troublemaker'. It's an unofficial nickname."

I nodded my head. "Okay... Well, um, where are you all going to sleep? What do you eat?"

They all started to talk to each other. I turned to face the stove and noticed that the spaghetti pot was boiling over. It wasn't water, though. It was blood. I sighed and put my oven mitts on, preparing to pour it into the sink. I started to pick the pot up, my hands shaking because of how weak I was. I need to work out soon. Very soon. Terry must have noticed that I was struggling, because he came over and helped me out. 

"Ergh... Thanks, but I could've handled it."

He gave me a look that told me otherwise, then walked over to the sink and dumped the pot.

"So. You killed your sister and your parents, huh?"

I flinched. "Y-yeah. So what?"

He turned around to face me. "You're gaining emotion. You can't have any remorse. None."

"No remorse. Got it."

He turned around and walked over to his companions, all of them whispering together.

I sighed again and walked over to my bedroom. 

Footsteps. Following me.

I turned around, expecting to find Terry or one of the others, but instead...

I came face to face with Dawn. My dead sister.