Insanity

Masked

Tori knew that the cops would be after her when they found her mother's lifeless body mutilated on the living room floor. She picked up a pen and wrote a letter to the cops posing as another. She knew her blood would also be found around the house so she wrecked her room and broke her window seal to make it look like a break in. Tori grabbed her phone and opened the back. Hmm.. where the fuck is that damn chip??? She smiled as she saw the green glimmer of the location chip installed in her phone and she pulled it out. Tori took one of her back up phones and put the chip inside and smashed the screen, wiping her own blood on it. She dropped it on the floor. "Hmm... anything else I need to do..." Tori tapped her finger on her chin as she looked around. "Nope!" She smiled and went up to the window. "Goodbye Mom.." the smallest whisper escaping her lips. Even though her mother treated her so horribly after her marriage..she loved her. Memories of baking and smiles they shared. Insanity snapped her out of her small trance. "We'll if she wouldn't have changed so much, karma wouldn't have been as bad" She jumped out the window.

~??? POV ~

Detectives started to leave as I waited in the tree tops. I have to admit. That was my favorite spree yet. I didn't think it would be that fun. Walking in on those two and ruining their fun.. hehe.. I love it. Seeing his face as I beat him to death with a crowbar.. gouging his eyes out with the pry... she got away.. my description probably on the news once again. ... hm. I noticed something moving in the brush below me and go to scope it out. A young girl with a slit over her beautiful green eye..I also notice the other one is blue. How odd. Injury caused it maybe? I quietly make my way closer to examine her further, a small bloody heart carved into her exposed skin... the sweet smell of blood and strawberries flooded my head as she walked under the tree. She reminds me of cheesecake.

~Tori's POV ~

I walked under the trees of the dark and quiet forest. I feel...odd. Like someone is watching me. I look around and notice a boy about my age in a white mask. He freezes. I get closer to him. He sits on the tree and watches me knowing I won't come any closer. "Hello?" A few seconds pass before the guy replies to me. "You're the kidnapee girl the detectives had to leave for?" His words make me grin. "Kidnaped? No. Run away? Yeah." I look up at him. "Ah. Gotcha. Judging the way you look.." I notice his eyes looking me up and down from inside the mask. "You're fucking insane" he laughs slightly. "And you're not? You're covered in blood next to my dads crime scene, and you're in a tree with a crowbar sticking out your hoodie pocket. I call that a murdeerrrr~" I raise my brow in triumph. "Touché" he jumps down and towers at least a whole foot over my 5'1" stature. "What are you doing out at dark anyway?" His voice kinda cold. "I can't go home." I bite the inside of my cheek. "Why not?" He raises a brow. "I murdered my mother." I grin. He chuckles. "What's your name anyway?" I ask. "Masky"