Blood Tics .5.

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Today was going to be a long day .

I had already given Connor his 15th cut , cleaned his previous wounds and let him have a bathroom break .

I looked back to the wall with pictures . I had recently crossed and cut up Daniel's picture .

Tonight I had to murder two people .

I looked at the faces on the photographs . The one had bleached blond hair , her face was as plastic as it could get and she was covered in make up . Her friend next to her had red curls , she looked a bit more humble and human . Not filled with botox and powder .

I had been following the two for quite some time .

I wasn't a stalker but I made sure to know my victim's routines .

Earlier the weak I bought some makeup and some new sneakers . I had to look popular enough to catch their attention and blood soaked sneakers wouldn't get me into their click .

I also bought scar wax . Usually someone would use it to make fake scars but I had to use it to cover my scars up .

I smeared the wax over my scars , creating a nice even tone . I applied some blush and even out my skin tone . I put on some eyeliner as well as eyeshadow , mascara and lipstick .

Over my black skinny jeans I put on a pretty croptop . My hoodie as always was with me for when the time came .

I looked in the mirror , seeing myself in my outfit . I looked normal , I looked quite pretty without my scars .

A part in my heart yearned to go back to normal , but that was a really small part . Something edged me on to continue with my killing .

Now it was time to start tracking down my victim's . Their schedules were usually full with trips to the mall , so I visited Boulevard Plaza .

They would be at the usual shops like Starbucks or Forever 21 . So I headed in that direction .

I acted as though I was looking for nice dresses . That's when I caught the attention of the two girls .

This was a fairly pricey shop , and because I was looking through the expensive dresses , it was easy to get them talking to me .

Money talks as they say .
The two girls approached me , smiles on their faces .

"That's quite an expensive dress , are you sure you can afford it ?"
"Yeah , you gotta have some big money to get that."

Answer was no , I didn't have money to buy it , but I had enough wit to outsmart them .

"Well ladies , I'll be honest , daddy already bought this dress for me , I was just looking at one as a gift . I give one dress away every few days to pretty girls . Us beauties have to stick up for each other right ."

Their faces lit up and I smiled as they took the bait .

"Well you are right , I wish I could afford something like that , especially after mommy and daddy struggling ."
The red head dropped the hint that she wanted the dress .
The blond also tried to schmooze me for it .

"Well girls , I have to say , it's nice to talk to you , I have to go now , unless you want to grab a coffee at Starbucks and chat some more ?"

Again they took the bait and in a few minutes we were seated , sipping our lavish coffees .

We made some small talk and even if my face and body acted like I liked them , inside of me I hated their fake asses .

"Say , my dad bought me a few things last week which I have duplicates of , I've never wore any of the nice clothes , and I also never found someone to give it to . If you follow me home I'll gladly let you take it ?"

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