“It’s all your fucking fault! It’s because of you she’s gone!” She screamed facing an older women. The wind whipped her hair back revealing her face pulled into a feral snarl, her teeth barred.
“It’s not my fault! I tried to help her! You are the one that did nothing!” Exclaimed the woman, “You who claim to be her friend just stood there and watched her wither away!”
A cold chilling laugh came from the girl as she grinned crazily at the woman. “I did everything to help her. You call yourself a counselor yet you understand nothing about us. They don’t care about us. Did you ever stop and think that telling would just make her situation worse? Where we were was a safe haven, a place she could get away from all the pain from back there. She had people who cared about her and she could forget all her worries and just play, but then you came. You came and intruded on her safe haven taking it away from her, making her remember all the pain. All she wanted was someone to talk to. Someone to take away all that pain and she did, she had me. I gave her what she wanted and nothing more. She didn’t want or need you.”
“She needed help! I tried to give her that help. I am someone who is trained to know what to do in situations like this!” Yelled the woman getting right up in the girl’s face.
“You just proved my point. You were trained, you threw away your instincts on what to do. Every person needs something different and those stuck up professors only know one way. You need to feel and that is what was wrong with you. Did you ever ask her why she didn’t want to tell them? Did you ever think that it could make the situation worse? No you didn’t because you are too caught up in your notion of how good the world is,” the girl growled, shoving the woman back, “You may know some of what we go through, but you don’t know it all. Parents don’t always love children, kids won’t stop bullying just because of a presentation, and people sometimes don’t need help for you to help them.”
“Tests have proven that..” the woman started.
“FUCK TESTS! YOU KILLED HER AND THAT IS THE TRUTH! STOP DENYING IT!” The girl screamed, “I have nothing left now that she is gone. Are you happy you killed two birds with one stone. Why should I stay in this world? She was my world: my happiness, my sadness, my life. You took away our life. We can’t ever go back now.” Tears streamed down the girl's cheeks, though her eyes still shone with anger.
“I’m not sorry that I have to do this,” the girl said pulling out a gun and aiming it right at the woman. “At first I thought about killing you, but I realized that it would solve nothing. Yes, I would have gotten revenge, but killing you is not the revenge she wanted. Since you are a counselor whose job is to help people, I thought I would do the opposite. I am going to help you destroy two girls. I am going to make you remember forever that you killed two girls before they even had a chance to go out in the world. Yet just a mental pain would not be enough so I am going to give you a little reminder about what you have done. One that can never be removed and one that you have to see everyday.” Without putting away her gun, the girl drew out a knife and stalked forward towards the woman.
“No! Please I’ll do anything, just don’t touch me! Do you want a new phone or how about a laptop? I’ll get you anything!” Screamed the woman backing away, but the girl just kept advancing on her. “My middle name is Margaret! I have 2 kids and am married! Please no!” The woman screamed as the girl brought the knife down into her arm.
“Really trying to familiarize us just so maybe I won’t kill you? Well that won’t work, now back up against that cross behind like a god girl or I’ll just kill you now,” the girl hissed holding up some handcuffs. The woman whimpered and backed up until her back was against the cross. The girl mockingly smiled at her pulling the woman’s arms around the cross before handcuffing them together.
“Well let’s start,” laughed the girl going around to the woman’s arm with the knife in it. The girl tenderly caressed the knife before grasping it and dragging it in the shape of a C in the woman’s arm. The woman screamed as the knife made a sickening squelching sound as it was dragged through her skin. “What do you think about the phrase ‘Child Killer’?” Asked the girl, “I think it fits you very nicely Child Killer.” Blood dripped down her arm and her screams slowly quieted down into choked sobs as the knife was repeatedly stabbed and dragged through her skin to create a masterpiece.
“There, I’m done,” said the girl looking at her artwork that was the woman’s arm, “If I have to say so myself, I like it very much. It suits you very nicely.” Carved in the woman’s arm was the phrase Child Killer. Blood flowed from the open wound splattering on the floor. The girl put out her hand under the woman’s arm and collected some of the woman’s blood before smearing it across her lips. The girl grinned as she lapped the blood off her hand, but her grin quickly turned into a grimace. “Your blood is disgusting! Well I guess for such a horrid woman it suits you. Her blood tasted so much better; it tasted like metal with a perfect combination of sweetness and tanginess. Her blood was the perfect blood,” said the girl grinning fondly at the memory of her.
“Well now it is time to bid you goodbye. My time has come to finish my revenge, no, our revenge. I can’t say i’m sorry that I have to do this,” said the girl to the woman. She slowly brought the gun up to her own head and smiled at the woman saying, “You were the one that caused all this.” A bang went off and the girl fell to the ground, a single bullet in her head. Her crimson blood flowed out into her hair, dyeing it a beautiful blood red.
•••
When the police found the room a couple hours later they found the most gruesome and disturbing sight they had ever seen. A hysterical woman was screaming obscenities at a dead girl laying on the ground who was later identified to be Nnavos Edyh. The woman was identified to be Anna Smith, a counselor at a nearby school who had been counseling Nnavos’s friend Sia Singh. Sia had committed suicide a couple of weeks before and today had been her funeral. It had been discovered that Sia and Nnavos had been secretly dating. When Anna Smith had finally been able to calm down enough to recollect the events no one believed her at first, it was like something out of a horror book. Yet all the investigations and tests all pointed to the same conclusion; that Nnavos had killed herself, but not before scarring Anna Smith for life.
From that day on, everyday Anna Smith was reminded of the two girls she had inadvertently killed and her mistakes with them. Eventually she could take it no longer and snapped in the middle of a session with two girls that were dating and wanted to tell their parents they were lesbian, who oddly resembled Nnavos and Sia. She ended up carving Nnavos and Sia into their arms before stabbing them to death. The walls of the rooms were covered in their blood and Anna Smith was dripping with their guts and blood. She was charged with murder and was sent to prison for the rest of her life with counseling. Slowly this whole case died down, but no one could completely forget the horrible case.
