Smiling Stitches ¤REWRITE¤ (discontinued)

Chapter One

Homicidal Liu's P.O.V.

Breathing hard, I sprinted down the alley after my victim. If he got away, I most likely wouldn't see him again, and I couldn't let that happen. Growling, I tackled him. Damn. I'd been under the impression that he was my brother, "Jeff the Killer."

I... I wish he'd let me help him... His brain was messed up by that bastard, Randy. Randy deserved to die. Randy is the reason for all this. Randy is the one who caused Jeff's insanity! In a world without Randy... In a world without Randy, mom and dad would still be alive... I enjoyed killing that motherfucker, but he died so quickly... He deserved to go through more pain for his numerous sins.

The first of his sins was the fact that he was the cause of Jeff's insanity. Then, after that, mom and dad's deaths. And after that, Jane. And finally, for me. I mean, Jeff had been a good kid. He hadn't caused too much trouble, either. So why him? A-And our parents... What had they done wrong? Jane, too. What did she do to deserve this? All she did was try and save Jeff.

And finally, me. Maybe I deserved it. Maybe I should have taken better care of little Jeff. Maybe it was my fault...

No. I can't think like that. That would be my downfall. I... I don't want to... I don't want to die...

Risum's P.O.V. (Lilly)

Frowning internally, I paced around the small room. On the way home, Rose took over and we nearly died. Not good. It was only luck that saved us from death. A dude had chased us, a bloody knife held in his hand, and he was wearing a reddish white hoodie with brown bloodstains. Ugh. What the heck, dude. It's like I took your kill or something. And besides, if Rose had died, I'd be out of the running. Permanently.

Slowly, a grin began to form on my facial features again. I knew how to make myself feel better. A multitude of people had been frowning this morning. All I had to do was sneak into one of their houses and kill one of them to get a rush of adrenaline. The police should really stop calling it gruesome and disgusting. Teachers teach gruesome and disgusting stuff; I teach people to be happy and not frown!

Still grinning happily, I skipped out of the house I had been residing in for the past couple months. It was relatively small, but this made it less noticeable. The houses surrounding it were abandoned, that is, if you didn't count the people like me, homeless until they found their current residence. My house was probably home to a normal family once, but after the incident that happened a few months ago nobody wanted to move in anywhere nearby.

From what I've heard on my nightly excursions, a family with two male children moved in, and the younger brother went crazy and killed his parents. Both brothers went missing, but enough blood was found in the older brother's room for almost everyone to assume he died of blood loss. His body was never found, so, personally, I think he's still alive somewhere.

As I began walking out of my neighborhood, I began to hear screaming. Maybe it was the younger brother! I think his name was Jeffery when he moved here, Jeffery Woods. Could he be taking my victim? I also heard his hair turned black, skin white, and he burned his eyelids off. And he cut a smile on his face. If the smile part is true, I won't kill him. If not, and he's killing my victim, then he's dead.

As I arrived at the soon-to-be-dead dude's dwelling, I noticed the front door was open. Either this dude is a dumbass or Jeff is here. If it's Jeff, he better have that smile.

With a hop in my step, I strode through the open door and up the stairs. The screams rose higher in volume until I reached the top step, where they came to an abrupt stop. Manic laughing began coming from a doorway to my right.

"Hehe, go to sleep!" I heard. What in the world? I glanced into the room, where a man lay on the ground. His body was covered in blood and his hair was matted. A dude in a bloodied white hoodie crouched over him with a red knife. He was carving a line into the other man's cheeks to make a beautiful smile.