She Lusts For The Kill~ Caminah (G!P)

You're Not Welcomed

A loud banging at my front door woke me of my slumber. I shoot my head up and groan. "Ah, fuck, what now?"

I get up from my position behind Camila and slip on some sweats and a hoodie.

I trudge downstairs, scratching my messy hair. "Whoever it is, go the fuck away!" I say.

They bang harder, as though they were the police. I swing the door open and my face twist into a scowl. "The fuck you want?"

The person is wearing an old band t-shirt and ripped jeans with dirty sneakers. Hair a complete mess. Not what they usually wear at all.

"I came to talk to my sister, Hansen. Move out of my way," he pushes pass me and I shut the door.

"The fuck you think you are? Bustin' in my house!" I whisper yell. I don't wanna wake my baby girl up.

"Karla?!" He yells, ignoring my question. I tackle Alfonso onto the couch and say in the most intimidating way possible.

"Shut. Up. She's asleep. Exhausted from all the demons you help create. Now, I suggest you leave now, or I'll cause some serious damage to your fucking face!"

I let him go and he looks up at me; anger laced with fear in his eyes. He stands up, glaring.  "You're a piece of shit, y'know that?" I scoff, "You're one to talk." He moves towards me, never breaking eye contact.

"You've been with Karla almost a year and what do you know about her? You're just an unfitting puzzle piece to fill the void," he crosses his arms with a smirk on his face.

I put my hands together in a prayer and sigh, "Fonzy boy, what are you trying to prove? That you have a sick, demented obsession with your little sister?"

I let out a chuckle, "You're fucking sick, man," I shake my head with a disapproving look on my face. I notice him clutching his fists and locking his jaw.

"If you wanna hit me, hit me, you bitch. Prove to me you're a man and not some sick, rapist man-child. C'mon." He cocks his head to the side briefly, then tried to give me an "intimating" look.

I laugh hard, "You really think this scares me? Camila actually came to my neck with a knife, threatening to kill me. Your threats mean nothing, son." As I finish my sentence, he lunged forward, making me fall to the ground.

It caught me by surprise, but I regain some type of strength to completely over power the boy. He manage to punch me a few times in my face.

I feel the blood pouring from my nose and taste the coppery feel. His fist connects with my temple and the world starts to tilt.

All I see is Alfonso raining blows to my head and face before blackness circles around him and I close my eyes.

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Ugh, my head is killing me. I groan as I start to come to. I slowly open my eyes and I'm met with blurry koala slippers backing away slightly.

I furrow my eyebrows a little since my face is aching right now. I blink to focus better and my sight becomes clearer.

I soon hear soft sniffles, following, "Y-you c-c-can't h-hurt me anym-m-ore!" I knew it was Camila. I sit up slowly, holding my throbbing head.

I felt something wet under my nose and I wipe it with my hoodie's sleeve with a hiss. My face was aching, but I've had worse.

Cursing quietly under my breath, I look over at her.

My eyes widen as I see the blood covering her clothes and the wood floor. I follow the blood trail to Alfonso's lifeless body. He had dark blood pooling around him and his eyes were slightly open.