The Girl Who Cried Out Bloody Mary

Bloody Violet

Two days have passed and I know Bloody Mary will strike. I can't let that happen. I will kill him before she does. Even though I've tried doing that for the past two days now. I ran out of ideas.

Violet, you can't do it. Your brain might allow it but your heart won't.

I hovered into his office and saw him writing in his journal. I was happy to see that he had forgotten about lunch with that crazy blonde. She snapped at him, it was fun watching. It was a good time to to do what I came here to do. I clicked my fingers and small, bright flames appeared on my finger tips. I was going to set his office on fire. But I hesitated and blew out the flames.

"This won't do, he'll suffer a painful death. I want him to die instantly
"Ugh." I frustratingly hovered away.

I heard giggling and stopped in my tracks. I took a deep breath and kept moving, Bloody Mary must be close.

"I'll catch him before you do." I turned my head back to the voice and found Bloody Mary smirking. She walked straight into Stanley's office.

Without thinking, I rushed into his office and found her holding his heart, still faintly moving in her hand. Stanley was on the floor, lifeless and covered in blood. I looked away in pain for a moment, I then turned back to Bloody Mary face with anger in my eyes.
"The heart feels magnificent when you can still feel it pumping in your hands, it feels powerful." She said with a grin. "Would you like to feel it for yourself?" She said, holding the heart to my face with that same smirk. I ran up to her grabbing her black hair, it felt like straw.

"How dare you touch me, you child!" She yelled, throwing me across the room. She slowly hovered towards me, looking down at me with her pure black eyes. She whispered something but I couldn't hear her. She said it again.

"Stanley"

"What?" I looked towards Stanley's dead body, but it wasn't there anymore. "Where is he?!" I looked back towards Bloody Mary and saw black, lifeless hands speed towards me. Bloody Mary grabbed me by the neck and yelled out his name again.

"STANLEY!!"

I suddenly woke up, accidentally falling through the ground.

I balanced myself and floated back to the surface. "A dream, it felt so real."

"STANLEY!"

I looked around in confusion, it was a woman's voice.

"DAMN IT! WHAT IS IT WOMAN?" I yelled turning around, it was just his mother. Oh my, she's grown old. For an old woman she's got some lungs.

Why is she here? I can't believe she's still alive, she hasn't changed a bit.

"Mum?!" Stanley got up from his desk and rushed up to her. "What are you doing here?!" He said in a whisper.

"Just making sure you didn't forget!" She said happily

"Mum...I already have a bouquet in the drawer." He said scratching his head.

"The more the merrier! I picked these violets fresh from the garden, sweetie." She frowned. "Plus, she loved violets more, not your average bouquet." She said, smiling innocently.
"You're right Mum, you're always right." He said, smiling with her.
"Now, as soon as it's lunch break go there. Just like any other day. I'm sure she appreciates you visiting her."
"Thanks mum, love you. Oh and you can dye your hair light brown as much as you want but you can't hide those grey hairs of yours!" He chuckled and gave her a hug."
"And you can't hide those feelings for that girl." She laughed. "I think I won this time. Oh, and tell her I said hello." she said waving and walked away.
"Bye mum." he walked back to his office and looked at his watch. "Only 10 minutes left." He said nervously. Something white caught his eye in the violet bouquet. He pulled it out and laughed. "Mum, you didn't have to." He flipped it open and it was empty. "I guess I'll fill it in." He looked up at the time. "I still have time." He grabbed a pen and started to write. After he was done he put it back in the bouquet and sat back on his chair and sighed. Suddenly his window cracked and he turned towards it. "Stupid kids" he said walking towards the window.