Two Sides

After

Observing her as she ran, the twelve year old girl sat on the park bench. Today was such a damp day in New York, a place she hadn't came back to since when she was a nine year old girl.

The woman she was observing was running with such fluent motions. Her bright orange hair put up and her iPod in her pocket, sweat glistening on her forehead.

Avia pretended to be interested in her diary she was writing in.

The woman stopped, panting from her excersizes. The young girl peered over in her direction, noticing they were the only ones in the small park aside from another couple.

Every Wednesday's the woman would go running in this same park at the exact same time. The child had been briefed on what needed to be done in order to satisfy Julian and to get home safe.

The sun was starting to set, and she noticed the woman sitting on a bench this time. Slowly going over to her, Avia adjusted her dirty-blond with, making sure her eye-contacts were changing, in which Julian gave her. Now, her eyes were changed to a bright vibrant blue.

Striding over to the girl, Avia placed her journal in her small bag she was carrying.

Once she approached the woman, she simply looked at her.

Once Aria noticed Avia, she glanced up, sending a small glare to the preteen.

"What do you want kid?" She questioned Avia.

Avia looked at her directly in the eye. Little did this woman know what was coming for her.

Putting on her best innocent face, the girl spoke "I just want some help, I lost my mom in the park." Avia spoke, quivering her lip a tad bit for dramatic effect.

The woman abruptly got up, walking past Avia, bumping her shoulder in the process.

"I don't have time for children." She sneered, walking away.

By now, the sun had fully set, and no one else was in the park except for them. Avia sent a harsh glare to the woman's back as she quietly followed her.

Aria had put in her earbuds, oblivious to what was going to happen.

Out of the blue, the girl pulled out an object from her bag.

The butterfly knife Lucia had lent her reflected against the moonlight.

Too bad it wouldn't look as pretty in a few minutes, she thought.

Avia silently sprinted up to her, tapping her shoulder. The woman turned around, ripping heart earbuds out, not spotting the knife.

All of a sudden, she grabbed Avia's free hand and made direct eye contact.

"Look kid," She growled. "Don't touch me again or I will report you to the-"

"What would you want your last words to be?" The girl asked the older woman.

Her face turned from hatred to confusion. "What? Why the hell would you ask that you little whore!" She sneered, harshly glaring into her eyes.

Avia looked back at her with even more hatred; nothing could stop them at this point from what was going to happen.

"Those are such stupid last words." Avia spoke.

In a swift motion, she raised the dagger and slammed it into Aria's shoulder.

The woman's eyes widened, as she hissed in pain.

Avia ripped the dagger out of her shoulder, and plunged it into her leg, making the woman let out a small help and collapse.

The young girl continued to stab the woman in various places; by the time she was done, the woman was on the verge of death. The woman had a pleading look in her eyes, begging for mercy.

Avia kneeled down and roughly pulled her up by her shoulders, making Aria cry out in pain. No mercy was show in Avia's eyes, only pain and anger.

"This is for everything you did to my family. Goodbye Aria, I hope you burn away in hell." Avia spat, raising the knife and slitting her throat.

No mercy was shown in the girl's eyes as Aria collapsed, blood spewing out of her neck and onto the sidewalk.

Avia watched with a stoic look in her eyes.

I hope that whore burns in hell, Avia thought.

The young girl knew the aftereffects and the consequences, but she would be eliminated from her family and they would be safe again.

The girl scoffed as she walked away knowing the cleanup crew Julian got would be here later.

The knife glistened in the moonlight, thick red blood oozing off of it this time. Small droplets of blood dropped down on the sidewalk as Avia stuffed the knife in her pocket.

Not looking back, the little girl showed no mercy as a pool of blood formed on the park's sidewalk.

The End