My Stitched Heart [Homicidal Liu X Reader]

-.The day I went insane.- -Chapter 1-

-Reader's POV-

"(Y/n)!" I heard my 'mother' yell. I became an orphan last year. I was walking to my parent's room to say goodnight, but once I was standing in front of their bedroom door, I saw blood seeping through the bottom. When I opened the door, I saw the most disturbing thing I've ever seen. Even thinking about it makes me gag.
I went down the stairs to meet up with my adoptive mother.
"About fuckin' time! Go make dinner!" She yelled at me.
"What if I don't want to?" I asked, with a more rude tone than usual. "Don't talk back to me you bitch!" She said, slapping me.
I suddenly heard a voice in my head telling me to kill her. Why now? Where did it come from? Regardless of the answers to those questions, I, of course, listened to it. I walked into the kitchen and found the biggest knife I could find in the knife block. "Hey, moooom." I uttered in a sing song voice. "Come here."
"What?" She asked as she entered the kitchen. I then ran to her and stabbed her in the place where her cold blooded heart was. I saw her cough up blood and fall to the floor.
I then heard the sound of my adoptive dad's car park in the driveway. I heard the door open and saw my 'dad' sit on the couch.
I snuck up behind him and pressed the knife blade on his neck. I heard him gasp and then scream. I quickly placed my hand on his mouth to muffle his scream. I dug the knife deeper into his flesh until the only thing you could see was his esophagus. "Hahahaha..HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" 'Good job, love, wasn't that fun?" I heard that voice again whisper to me. Now understood why I had heard it, I had gone completely mad. The years of abuse had finally made me utterly snap. And I was okay with that.

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The first chapter was not written by me, it was written by a friend. I just edited it a bit to my liking.

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