I woke up on Hoodie's lap, yawning I get up saying I'm going to bed. I trudge to my room with Shadow following, yawning also. I opened my door and closed it heading to my dresser and and look for a pair of sweatpants. Much to my dismay I couldn't find any. I walk out of my room and head over to Toby's room, I knocked on it and waited patiently until he opened the door. He stood there wearing a pair of brown pajama pants and a baggy shirt. He smiled.
"H-hey S.A."
"Hey Toby. Can I ask you something?"
"S-s-sure."
"Can I borrow a pair of sweatpants?" I asked sheepishly.
"Yeah, s-sure. N-n-no p-problem. Top d-drawer." He beamed and I entered his room. It was pretty nice, the walls were painted dark blue with holes in the walls, thinking he threw his axes at the wall. His bed was in the middle of the room like mine and his dresser was pushed against the wall on the left. I walk over and open his drawer, rummaging around I find a pair and turn around seeing Toby at his computer watching YouTube.
"Hey...I...uh found a pair." I say.
"C-c-cool. Well by-e I g-uess." He replies and I leave, shutting his door. Walking to mine and quickly switch into his sweatpants and a baggy 5FDP shirt, that used to be his... Shaking my head I take off my necklace and rings, wiping off my make up.
"You'll never belong..." Says a voice. This voice is familiar, this isn't my killing voice. The voice I talk to. This is the voice you haunts my dreams, it's the voice who bullies me more than Aaron did.
"They'll forget about you... You should just cut, they won't notice." Biting my lip, I fought back tears. I thought these days were over. I guess not.
The voice taunted and teased. Throwing words at me as if they were bricks. Crying, I shakily reach under my bed and retrieve my little box and pull out a blade. Gripping it tight I close the box and set it on my nightstand. Tracing my finger over all my scars I cry harder. Lifting the blade up to my wrist I press hard and I cut deep. I cut until I don't feel a thing. Dropping the blade on the bed as the crimson blood flows from my arm. Slowly I lift my arm and clean the blood.
Blood.
Blood.
Blood, was the last thing I was thinking before I passed out to the numbness...darkness...and pain.
*morning*
I wake up to the sounds of knocking and shouting.
"S.A. wake up and come down stairs!" I groan.
"One sec, I'm gonna get dressed!" Climbing out of bed I walk to my closet and grab my usual attire. A red and black flannel with black skinnies, vans, and a white v neck. Tightening my belt and finishing my makeup, I put my hatchets in their holder and grab my knife. Stuffing my phone in my pocket I head down stairs.
"ToOk YoU lOnG EnOuGh." BEN said.
"Oh shut it." I snap.
"Hey hey hey, cool it S.A. it's okay. Wh- what happened to your arm?" Jeff asked.
I look down at my bandaged arm and shrug, "Marrik scratched me. I'm okay."
"Okay."
*a couple hours later*
Sitting on the floor I watch BEN and Jeff play Call Of Duty. BEN is whooping Jeff's ass while Jeff whines and claims he's cheating.
"S.A, MASKY, HOODIE, TOBY," Slender's voice boomed, "TO MY OFFICE." Right away we obey and go to his office. Masky opened the door and walked right on in, we follow seeing Slender sitting in his chair.
"Yes sir?" I ask.
"TODAY IS S.A'S FIRST MISSION. I WOULD LIKE YOU BOYS TO GO ALONG AND WATCH. NO HELPING." Turning to me, "THIS MISSION SHOULD BE FAIRLY EASY. YOU WILL BE KILLING A GIRL NAME MYA MATHE-" I gasp.
"What is is?" Hoodie asked.
I smirk, "I would be happy to kill her sir. I've always wanted too."
"GOOD...YOUR MISSION STARTS NOW." Dismissing us we walk out and go the car.
"You ready for this?" Masky asks.
"So ready." He starts up the engine and floors it. Smiling like a maniac and twirling my knife through my fingers.
"W-hat y-you smi-iling about?" I stop twirling my knife and I turn myself to Toby.
"Well, not only this is my first mission, this girl, is my one of my ex's. She broke me down and tore me apart. So this is the perfect revenge. " I explained
"Oh." Turning back around, I stare at the road in front of us. Thinking of all the things I could do to Mya. I could rip her limbs off limb by limb or I could tie her up and have her watch while I slowly slice on her skin so the agonizing pain seeps into her body. I was too caught up in my thoughts I didn't even know we had stopped.
"S.A. is this it?" Masky asked as we park a few blocks away.
"Yeah, this is definitely it. Let's go." I say running across the courtyard and into a tree. Carefully I climb to her parents bedroom window and take a peek inside. I know she is here because she has a no friends anymore and her parents are home, so it's a perfect day to kill. I quietly climb through the window and tip toe to her bedroom, seeing the door cracked I look inside, she had her back to the door so I switch out the light.
"What-hey!" she yelled. I grab ahold of her and hit the top of her head with the handle of my knife. I hit her nice and hard. And with that I throw her over my shoulder and throw her on the bed, tiring her up.
3rd person pov
Mya woke up to darkness. She tried to move her arms but she was restrained from doing so. Mya was terrified, so she started screaming for help.
"Oh they won't hear you honey." S.A. says walking from a dark corner.
"W-who are you?" Mya whimpers.
"So, you don't remember me? Let's go down memory lane shall we? We dated for about 4 months, you lied about having a baby." She stopped right there and sighed, "you broke me into a thousand pieces. You hurt me until I hurt myself. Does any of this ring a bell?"
Mya's eyes widened, "no it can't be. Angel, I thought you were dead."
"But lookey here, I'm not dead. See I'm fully alive." S.A. spins around, "But you won't be here in a second." Mya cries and screamed as S.A. dragged her knife down Mya's stomach and carved in the words S.A. into her skin.
"Shush now, this won't hurt one bit." S.A. chuckles.
"You fucking sadist! I hope you burn in hell!" Mya screamed.
"Oh darling, I already do. But for now...They say you should die...NOW!" S.A. brings down the hatchet, slicing Mya's head off. Along with her limbs, smiling at the work she has done, she uses the blood to write on the wall.
Have pleasant dreams :)

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Bloody Love
RandomWhen a broken girl finds her place in a broken family. She soon grows to love a boy in a bloody hoodie and has a bloody smile. ~ all rights go to perspective owners but the oc is mine