missy lucifer the girl next door

Missy Lucifer the Girl Next Door

by Gothic Killer Queen

Opening Poem (Female Narrator):

Missy Lavey is the girl who just moved in next door,

sweet, innocent, and very beautiful,

with soft pale skin and pale grey eyes,

but nobody ever knew the true monster within that lies.

James (Male Narrator): I've always remembered high school from all the good times .... and the bad. I sure as hell am not going to say it was one of my glory years. With most of the time me being labeled as the geek or dweeb. along with getting my picture taken while I was sleeping and getting pennies thrown at me during my freshmen year. As I'm telling this you could tell I was the top outcast, but to be fair some of my friends had it worse.

(Flashback)

Jock One: It's wedgie time fat ass!

Jock Two: We're gonna kick your ass just like your faggot friends!

(End of Flashback)

James: Then I remember I was pretty much an ass myself. I mean at the time it would end up so badly, and I was just being a stupid kid. It all started my junior year. I heard that we were finally going to get some new neighbors next door. With my mom telling me to introduce myself and to " make a good impression." Knowing my mom, she was always the people pleaser. Plus, my dad was the same way, so that barely helped much. I never really was their favorite son to show off. Most of the time I felt I was invisible. Unlike my two football playing, sports fanatic, brothers. The oldest was Danny, me being the middle brother James, and the youngest was Tate. Danny was nineteen coming back from Notre dame, I was sixteen, and Tate was ten.

For me, I was always the artist in the family. My mom constantly made Picasso jokes. Don't get me wrong, she was the only one who was supportive. She always enjoyed peeking inside my room, watching me draw, paint, or doodle to pass the time. There were a lot of drawings I would do of beautiful women and as some would say "erotic" fan art. From Wonder Woman, Harley Quinn, to Marge Simpson or Lois from Family Guy, but I'll always remember that one drawing. The drawing that was based off the nightmares I started to have. I was sleeping in my room. Safe and sound "like a baby" some like my mom would say. The room at first looked how it always looked. Like any average kind of "dorky" as my brothers would say sixteen-year-old boys room. Super hero bedsheets, anime posters, and a few comic books here and there. Along with my Batman signal nightlight that makes the color of the corner of my room into a bright yellow. Then all a sudden the colors.... Were red. My eyes slowly open out of curiosity, but then I quickly fell back asleep. Then a voice I heard had me wide awake again.

Missy: James Come out and play with me. Come out and play! Come and play!

I woke up more scared shitless than I've ever been in my life. Looking around every corner, nook, and cranny of my room. Still trembling in fear from that voice. I slowly turned my head behind me, seeing a large shadow take form into the shape of a hand. I tried to scream, but the mysterious hand reached down, snatched me, held me down in my bed, covering my mouth with its thumb. I struggled again and again, trying ever so desperately to break free, but then I heard that voice again......laughing in a sinister manner.

Missy: Fight me all you want, but it's no fucking use! Right now, your music to my ears.

Missy: (Laughs evilly)