"Your such a bitch... I paid the damn cable bill days ago and you are screwing me over for no damn reason." Mom argued on the phone.
Lilly listened, curiously but not with her full attention. She was more focused on the tv advertisement she was watching.
"'... some of the best damn knives I've ever seen Joana, and let me tell you. I collect a lot. Of. Knives. You might even call it an obsession.'
'Oh I know Niven, believe me. You are quite the consumer of blades. It can be quite frightening sometimes actually.'"
Lilly watched, completely enthralled with the idea of having a designer hunting knife all to her self. To have something to... complete her needs... and have it especially designed just for her. The thought sent shivers down her spine. She needed to have it.
"YOU FULL OF SHIT, LADY! I PAID YOUR STUPID BILL AND I WANT MY CHANNELS!" Lilly's FSS of a mother fussed.
Lilly growled and her eye twitched. She just wanted to watch her commercial in piece and The Bitch wouldn't shut her mouth.
"'Well Joana, how could you not be obsessed with knives like this. Just look at their acrylic designs. It gives me goosebumps, Joana, it really does. Some of the most beautifully crafted, most reliable hunting knives you blade fanatics could ever get your hands on. Seriously.'"
That was all Lilly needed to here, now she had to have it. More than anything in the world. That knife had to be hers. Now just to wait for The Bitch to get off the phone.
"And let me tell you something else... Danny was it? Yeah, Danny, let me tell you something. Your level of customer service has been horrendous. I hope you get fired and lose your mortgage on your house or something equally terrible. Let me talk to your manager."
Lilly stood up from the couch. She was done waiting. She needed it.
NOW!
It started simple, a little slit to the wrist with a butterknife. Then, Lilly quickly hung up the phone as to not arouse suspicion on the other end of the phone. Then, as Mommy screamed desperately for help, not that anyone gave a shit in a terrible neighborhood like this, Lilly took the butter knife and jabbed it into her eye socket over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over until all that was left was a puddle in a pit. Then wow Mommy begged for her little girl to forgive her for her wrongdoings, Lilly put down the knife and picked up a wooden spoon. Good for scooping. She mover to Mommy's mouth and pried it open with her bare hands. Until she heard the tiny bones in the corner of her mouth crack and snap. Mommy seemed to daze in and out of consciousness now so Lilly had to move quickly. She took the wooden and grabbed on to Mommy's tongue. She pushed the wooden spoon under her tongue and scooped. As the flesh between her tongue and lower jaw tore, blood filled the interior of her mouth. Mommy started to choke which seemed to wake her up a little bit for some more fun. Lilly ripped the tongue clean out of her mouth and then held her head to drain the blood from her throat so she could breathe. With Mommy's one good eye, she looked at her daughter one last time with both fear and confusion. Just how Lilly liked it. A smile formed on Lilly's face and she hugged her mother's head to her chest. She did love her mother. At least... she assumed she did. She wasn't sure what love was. Maybe she would never know. She didn't mind that much anyway. She pulled away from her mother to see that... she was no longer breathing. She must have bled out. Lilly sighed and laid her body back down on the floor. Lilly picked up the phone from the floor and texted the number at the bottom of the screen. It would be at her home in less than one business weak. A pleased expression-filled Lilly's face and she laid down in the blood that now pooled on the floor.
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"I got here as fast as I could, Lil,' what's up?" Benny huffed from outside Lilly's front door. He looked down to see her clothes were completely covered in blood. "Lilly... holy shit... What happened?"
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Mystery / ThrillerWhen everything dies and there's nothing to save. When everyone lies and you can't be that brave. When every time flies and there's no time to rave When everyone cries with the echos of the cave. Sometimes the noise can't be heard. Sometimes the scr...