Hello Death

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12:00 pm

"Hey V! How's stuff for you at home?"

Valerie looked up at a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. She was tan, with no blemishes on her body, and very sexy curves. Valerie bit her lip, looking down.

"Cass, you know the answer to that." She mumbled, letting her hair slowly slide over her face. She pulled out a pack of cigarettes, taking one out, "Light me?"

Cass rolled her eyes, pulling out her lighter, "I thought your mom stopped buying you those."

"She did, but I convinced her that I need these. And I do, my dad's a fat pig."

"I know how you feel, my mom is a huge, lazy, bitch. Mind if I get one too?"

Valerie shrugged, handing a cigarette to Cass, "I thought you chewed tobacco now."

"I do, but I still smoke occasionally."

"Ah."

For a while it was silent, the two girls smoked, watching as people passed by, muttering bad things about their behavior. The cold breeze attacked their faces, it was December after all, just without snow. It was always like this, cold as a motherfucker,but no snow.

Finally a boy with red hair and green eyes approached, he wore a big, fur coat, he smiled at Cass, but glared at Valerie.

"Hello Cassie and peasant." He spat, "Lovely weather we're having, right?

"It's below zero out here retard," Cass spat back, "And if you fucking call us that again, I'll beat the red out of your hair."

Valerie looked away, knowing that the boy was glaring at her now, "Just go away, Nathaniel..."

"Fine...filthy whores." He muttered, walking away. Valerie held Cass back from going over there and literally beating the red out of his hair. They continued their smoking, letting all their stress fade. Once finished, they threw what was left in the trash, grabbed their stuff and started walking down the street, with no destination in mind.
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Oh, Hell. That asshole did not call her a peasant, and then a whore! That little stupid ass rich kid was going to die!

Quietly sneaking past a few humans, and their stupid human things, he grabbed the boy-Nathaniel-by the arm, making him turn around.

"What the-AH FUCK" Nathaniel screeched, as a hand went through his chest. He ripped the poor boy's beating heart out, and took a big, sharp, bite out of it, the blood running down his chin as he smirked.

"Don't mess with what's mine, boy..."
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5:00 pm

"Mom. I'm home" Valerie said quietly, walking into her small house and locking the door. She carefully walked upstairs, looking for any signs of her Mother.

"Mom?" She called out, only slightly louder. She dropped her bags by her room door, and slowly crept down the hallway. Her sisters' were all sleeping soundly. When she got to her Mother's door, she wanted to barf.

Her Mother was there, and so was her Father. Thrusting himself into her like a mad man. Her eyes were closed, and she looked uncomfortable, as small gasps escaped her mouth. Valerie covered her mouth and backed away, tears blurred her vision, it was happening again. Her mother opened her green eyes, staring into Valerie's brown eyes, hoping that she saw her pleading look, begging for help.

Valerie noticed, and nodded. She took a step forward, "I'm home." She said to catch her father's attention. He stopped and looked at Valerie, his eyes narrowing.

"So? Can't you see we're busy?"

Her mother sat up, scooting away and covering her body.

"Honey, I promised Val that I'd teach her how to cook some of my mother's recipes, I wanted to make one of the meals for dinner tonight."

Valerie nodded in agreement, "That's right. So, I'll be getting Mother dressed now."

Her father turned away, dressing himself while muttering multiple curses, and bad things about Valerie. Once he was dressed, he stormed out of the room. Valerie quickly entered the room, slamming the door and locking it.

"Why don't you kick him out?" She asked, her voice shaking from rage and sadness.

"Val, sweetie, you know I can't-"

"He just raped you Mom! Again! You have every right to go to the police... You did when Aunt Julian did that to me..."

"Because I care more about you and your sisters, than I do myself. If I kick him out he'll only make our lives worse."

Valerie sighed, her mother was right, he would only come back. She grabbed one of her mother's favorite dresses, and helped her into it, the slipped on a pair on underwear that weren't torn yet.

Some day...that fat pig will get what's coming to him...