Tell Me I'm Pretty

How Things Have Changed, My Darling.

Night had fallen quicker than Laura had expected. She had managed to sneak herself into the bed of a random man before the sky had changed, only to stab him in the neck with the screw driver that had been resting innocently on his night stand. He deserved to die for making it so easy. Perhaps its always been easy, and they made it out more than it had to be. Where would the fun be in that, though? After waiting the rest of the day in the master bedroom for a wife, child or roommate to show, Laura put Penny in a bath after realizing no one else was coming. The house was a simple two story. Plain white walls in every room. Even the tiles in the bathroom was white. Sighing, Laura sat on the bed, to tired to rid herself of the naked man tucked half way beneath the bedsheets, dead. The sound of Penny in the next room, singing a random song she made up, wasn't even enough to soothe her aching heart.
Kim.....

The tears ran down freshly now. It's been so long since she's been without her lover, her Kim. She needed Kim. How could she go on without her?
Wait...what am I doing?

Looking up from where she sat, across the plain room that contained nothing but a king size bed, a black dresser and a body length mirror. She stared into the mirror. She had a duty to do. To make her face known. To make everyone know she was the prettiest woman there was. Kim would smack her ruthless if she knew she was sitting here crying. Besides, she wasn't alone at all. She had natural with her. A short, small handed, innocent beautiful, natural. Penelope. The spine she had handed her that night. Having examined the body, the cut itself wasn't sloppy. Clean cut. Skillful extraction. How old was this child again?

Staring into her eyes, Laura slide her fingers through her hair and gave a smile. "Mommy! I'm finished!" Penny called. Leaping up from where she sat, she went into the bathroom and stared down at her daughter. Penny smiled up at her, making Laura's heart leap.
My pretty little girl. Pretty....

Crouching down beside the tub, Laura placed her hand on Penny's head, caressing her hair.

"Pen, I want to teach you a game."

Penny gasped with excitement,"a new game!?"

Laura smiled,"yes, it's called Pretty Hunting."

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Waking up, Kim found herself laying in the biggest big she's ever seen. The room was filled with warmth, at the foot of her bed sat a fire place, flames dancing inside it. A large thick quilt was draped over her, not to mention the arm around your waist. Turning her head to look over her shoulder, she saw Jack resting silently behind her. He was close enough to feel his breath graze her cheek lightly. It smelt of mint toothpaste. Looking around the room, the walls were all wooden. So was the ceiling. A large window was in front of her, even though the curtains were drawn together, she could see it had a window seat. The curtains were a dirty red color, it matched the carpet. There was a small square of wood around the fireplace. The room was large, yet empty. There was a small black sofa that sat off the corner on Jack's side of the room. Between the bed and soft, sitting against the wall was a short bookcase. Beside the fire place on her side, was a door that was widely ajar. Although no lights were on, her eyes adjusting, she saw a small reflection of the glow from the fire on a tub. On the wall that the sofa sat against, was another door. Then, sitting right in front of her was a tall, old fashion wardrobe. This had to be a house. Jack's house.

They were in Canada.

Tiredness still pulling at her, she assumed night fall. She couldn't help but think of Laura and the phone call.
You were always pretty.