Our Bloody Girls (Sequel to The Killer's Girl)

Chapter 40- Princess Charming

Opal's P.O.V.

"I love you."

The words left her mouth, tumbling through the air, and punching me in the ear drums. Luna looked down at me, handing me a bouquet with a smile on her face.

They crashed through and swam around in my ears. She wore a silky, baby-blue summer dress. Her pale skin glowed in the night, everything being lit by a simple fire. I intertwined my fingers in hers and smiled at her.

"I love you too, Luna." The words were a bit difficult to take in. After a month of dating, I can't believe she said it. Not that I didn't absolutely adore her, but I found saying I love you very hard. It was just one of those phrases I couldn't say easily.

"I love you."

"Everything will be fine."

"I'm sorry I've been a shitty daughter and an even shittier sister."

"What I did was wrong."

The big four. Not like I haven't said them before, it was just hard for me. Maybe because for some of them I was afraid I wouldn't get the reply I was hoping for.

I shivered at the summer night air. Luna pulled me on to her and snuggled a bit, kissing all over my face, arms, chest, and back.

My eyes came face-to-breast with Luna's breasts. She was a curvy girl, for sure. I got a perverted and moaterboated her, causing an endless supply of laughter.

"Th-that tickles, Opes!"

"Be quiet, Lulu, you know you like it. Don't lie to me." I made a funny noise.

"Of course I like it. You're doing it." She kissed my head, pulling me up.

There was rustling from the bushes I tried to ignore, but couldn't. Someone was watching us. Maybe my brother finally caught and was being a perverted little bastard.

No, that couldn't be it... He was asleep at home.

Since I didn't have any other ideas, I began to get scared, gripped the knife in my pocket. Luna made some hissing and clicking noises with her mouth, extending her tendrils and standing up.

Out of the bushes popped Toby. His goggles were covering his eyes, and I was afraid of his intentions. Our last encounter was when my mother was killed, and he nearly raped both Jazz and me. Luna put me on her back.

"H-h-he attacked me when I was younger... Sexually assaulted Jazz..." Furious and appalled at what he nearly did to her best friend, she grabbed him with her tendrils. A smug smirk remained on his face as he grabbed the ax on his belt and chopped into her tendril. It fell on the floor and disappeared in a black mist.

The place where it was no longer ended in a point, but rather, a stump. Black ooze dripped out. In pain, she sucked back all of here tendrils, still not dropping me. She fell to her knees, clearly in an extreme amount of pain.

A sick smile grew on his face. "Sweet little "Slender girl, how lovely you are."

"Your beloved little bloody murderer and your best deadly friend lie deeply in your heart."

"Daddy lies somewhere in there, as well. "

"You're a strong tree with all of them. Strong branches all around, supporting only themselves, except for two thin ones."

"Have the gun, got the bullet, can't pull a trigger."

"Your bite is a corpse maker. Your bark is nonexistent."

"Sweet nectar is lovely, isn't it? Two delicious ingredients. Wouldn't taste the same without one. Can't omit either or."

"Don't know about the rape, don't know who's fault it is."

"You're a naive girl. One who only gives love of the unconditional brand."

"We're going to break you. Every thing will fade." I ran up to him, holding tightly to my knife, and lunged at him. Easily, he threw me against the tree.

"As for you, I don't think I got to finish." He began to reach for his buckle. I was much smaller in high and stature than he was.

Even through the pain, Luna was strong enough to rip his head off and throw it to the side. She held me close to her, not letting go. When I began to cry, shaking, she cried with me."

"He is never, ever going to hurt you. I swear, on , my life, I will never let that happen. I really mean it." Craddling me in her arms, she stood. I was frightened, but not as much while I laid in her arms.

So this is what romantic love feels like. I'd felt sisterly love, and love towards my parents, but this? This is love-love. That love you stay up at night for. The love all the teenage girls dream about with their Prince Charming.

Jokes on them, I've got a Princess Charming. And she's pretty fucking great. Just as good as any knight or Palladian or fucking anything.

"I don't know what would happen if someone I cared about was... Raped..." she choked on the word in the back of her throat. It was hard to swallow and burned to bring up.

She must not have known about Jazz, then. Was it really my part to tell her? After that? Her tendrils was sliced off, she nearly watched someone she loved get raped, and her dress was stained with blood, which she'd have to explain to her dad.

"... Yeah. That would suck." She nodded and continued walking until we got to her house. After explaining to a panicking and exhausted Slender Man, what happened, we both said fuck it to the shower and went straight to bed.

Since I usually don't sleep with pants on, per routine, I took them off and climbed in next to Luna. Her entire face flushed red, and I felt a pinch on my bum, then a spank.  My girlfriend giggled.

"Perky butt there, Opal..."

"Hands to yourself, creep..." She kissed my head, laughing.

"I love you." She shut her eyes, falling asleep without waiting for an answer. When I was sure she was asleep, I whispered.

"I love you, too."