Slit Throats(Creepy Pasta fanfic)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Chapter two is here! Hope you enjoy!

⚠️trigger warning⚠️

Graphic depictions of violence

Blood

Suicide

Abuse

Cannibalism

Swearing

Bold italics-Voice 1

Italics-Ruby's thoughts

Italics underline-Voice 2

Bold italics underline-Both

Ruby's POV

After I calm down from my laughing fit I remember that today is Friday. I get ready and walk downstairs, stopping at the kitchen to grab a knife and slip it into my bag. I walk into the front room and see my parents sitting in front of the TV, drinking. I try to sneak out the front door but they catch me. "Where do you think you're going, bitch?" My father questions

"School" comes my monotone reply.

"Not yet you aren't" chimes my mother. They slowly stagger towards me, and my thoughts before running, even though I know it'll result in a worse punishment, were Fuck it, fuck this, fuck my life. I'm nope-ing the FUCK out of here. Yasss. You go, girl!

Sprinting away, I hear my parents shouting at me to get 'my fucking self over there or else a bitch is gonna be killed tonight'. I just(mentally) told them to fuck off. Slowing down to a walking speed after I get half-way to school, I make my way to Hell school. Arriving at school the routine of being called names and beat up continues. I manage to get through my morning classes and then I head out to lunch. I'm walking to the cafeteria when I feel someone grab my arm, right where the 'FREAK' is written. I don't get a chance to turn around before I'm dragged away to the parking lot behind our school.

After the person dragging me stops, I get a good look at their face. It's Laura, Dave, the Sluts, and the football team. They proceed to beat me up and laugh as I scream. Do something!!! Don't just sit there!!!! You know I don't normally agree with her but yeah, you really should do something. At that moment something inside me just snaps. Mentally and physically. One of the jocks manages to kick hard enough to break a few ribs. I somehow escape from their grasps and grab my knife out of my bag. At first, they just laugh as I stand there analyzing the situation. 14 people, Laura and her two sluts should be easy enough to take down. I'm more worried about the jocks, but then I remember that they're all little wimps that pee their pants and cry for mommy dearest when they see something dangerous.

I sprint up before they've registered that I'm not joking and with three quick slices I slit their throats. Watching them gurgle and choke on their own blood is oddly satisfying. The others only pause after they hear the bodies hit the floor. Backing away and looking at me in fear, all 11 of the football members are quivering in their polished sports shoes. I bring the knife up to my mouth and lick up and down the flat side of it, tasting the blood. "So tasty... you wouldn't mind if I tried yours, would you?" They're all frozen with fear as I launch myself at them. After taking out a few of them I pause again Let me do this. Okay. After agreeing, I blackout.

Timeskip brought to you by your author not wanting to write all the people dying

??? POV

After taking down the majority of the school, I come across Georgie and her girlfriend, Lucy. They stare at me with horror which makes my smirk widen. I walk up slowly, relishing in the terror that their gazes are bearing.

"W-what d-do you w-want from-m us-s." Georgie stutters.

"You know I always thought you could be a good person. I'll let both you guys go for now, on the promise of never hurting someone intentionally." I stick out my hand to shake on it. Georgie agrees to it and, I, an ever lawful citizen, honor the agreement and leave them. I pick off a few more students, but I leave people who were bullied as well as their friends. After finishing my goal, I make sure I look normal-ish, and leave school. I walk to Ruby's home and get to the front door. Once I get there I give Ruby back her body.

Ruby's POV

When my vision comes too I am standing in front of my former home. With a clean knife in hand. I open the door to immediately have my parents throw a bottle at my face, I side-step and let the bottle smash on the sidewalk. I slowly walk towards them, brandishing the knife in my hand, and, in two swift movements, I knock them out. I drag their bodies into our basement and tie them up on some chairs. Bringing out the tools they use to punish me, I sit there, knife in hand, waiting for them to wake up.

They finally stir and open their eyes. I positioned them to be facing each other so they can see what I do to each of them. (Just quick warning, a lot of shit is going to happen) I walk up behind my father and start tracing the knife over places on his face, imagining what I was going to do to their faces. I feel him shiver beneath my grasp. My smile grows as I speak. "I'm so glad you're finally awake! Now we can move onto the fun parts." After that sentence was done I press down onto my father's skin until it draws blood, ignoring his whimpers and cries for help.

Eventually, I get bored with his small reactions from the nicks I gave him. So I decide to really begin, I press down on the knife and drag it from his chin to the end of his lips and cut off the portion of skin, all while his screams bounce off the walls, echoing in the damp room. Peeling off the severed skin, I slowly bring the flesh up to my mouth, and start chewing on it. I watch their expressions of horror, pain, and fear as I swallow my father's skin. I smile at them as I speak, "Mmmm, tasty, a bit sour, but that's okay, I've always liked sour things."

For the next few hours, I continue their torture, disfiguring them to a point in which their own parents wouldn't recognize them. After I'm done I slit both their throats, step back, and smile at my work. Their mangled corpses sitting their, limp. Eyes(if they had them left) glossy, skin grey, bone showing, blood dripping from every part of their bodies, and mouth wide open, as if screaming, but they had no tongue. It was beautiful, and the immense feeling of satisfaction that came from seeing them lying dead on the floor of the basement that they used to torture me was amazing. Deciding to finish what I've started, I slit my throat and watch as the blood rushes down, I can't breathe and I start to cough up blood. After 15 seconds my vision ebbs away into complete darkness and I fall to the ground, the last thing I hear being police sirens nearing.

No one's POV

'Teenager Ruby Moore found dead in home, after slaughtering most of her school and her parents. When interview the students left it seems that Ruby targeted the bullies and bystanders of her school, but spared the bullied. However one exception seems to be Georgie Mein, she said that Ruby seemed like a different person at the time and that she's not sure why Ruby spared her, other than the reason that 'Ruby thought I could be a better person' but she's thankful that she was given mercy. On the subject of her parents, when our teams were searching their house, we found tapes of them abusing their child. It seems that the reason behind the violent killings was revenge, Ruby had had enough of this, and snapped, murdering everyone who didn't help her or hurt her, but sparing the hurt themselves.'

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Word Count:1312 words

And, done! This chapter was very fun to write, I kinda have an idea for where I want this story to go, but I'm really just writing, also the drawing at the top is how Ruby was dragged. Anyways, I'll see you guys in the next chapter! Buh-bye!