I last glanced at my mirror before leaving. "Perfect." I complimented myself.
"You're pretty..." Rose remarked.
"I know, right."
"...stupid."
I gave Rose a glare. "Back off." I cursed.
"You are wearing a black dress at a funeral?" She asked and looked at me disgustedly. She walked out of my sight, and the next thing I knew, she keeps on throwing all my clothes out of my cabinet.
"What the hell are you doing?!" I shrieked at her.
Instead, she ignored me and tossed the sexy red dress out of my cabinet to my bed. "I prefer this red dress." She checked on her nails then looked at me.
"That's a funeral, not a strip party."
"You are beyond pretty stupid."
"Take off the stupid. I know I'm pretty."
"Pretty dumb."
"What is your problem?!" I hissed. "You are more annoying today."
"You killed them. Why would you sugarcoat everything in that black disgusting motherly dress?"
"If you want me to wear that sexy red dress, you should put it on yourself instead." I rolled my eyes at her.
"What? And look like a floating creepy, sensual silk?" She came near me and knocked my head hard. "What the fuck?!" I swore.
"Where did you put your brain? On your breast or down to your vagina?"
"Dang!" I think I had an idea about that. "Fine! I'll wear that provocative revealing dress. Just don't knock my head off. It hurts, you know. And my brain is on my head, which you just tapped."
"I should do it often. It worked anyway."
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"Rose, behave!" I reproach.
"Don't treat me like a child."
She keeps on pestering the people around us!
"Urgh! My dress!" Mia screamed. She is wearing a fitted white dress, and Rose just poured a red liquid on her tummy when she's wiping her tears.
Not only that.
She keeps on blowing the flowers, which ended up being held by someone who is family-related.
"I enjoyed it." She exclaimed.
I can not let them see me. I wore that stupid red dress, a gigantic black hat, a black wig with bangs and sun shades. It's so hot!
"You don't have to disguise yourself. You could be walking on that aisle and tell them, 'Hello, I am the killer, and I will kill you all afterward.'" She even stretched her arms as if welcoming a hug.
"Well, hello. I am not a demon like you that can do it right into their faces without them noticing that a fugly devil is playing with them."
"Don't pass me that 'fugly' title. It's your crown."
"Oh my God! Mia!" A woman yelled somewhere.
That's it, spit some blood, lady.
"Oh God, she's here!" Someone looked at my gaze, which made me turn my back on them.
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"Breakfast is tasty this morning!" Agnes exclaimed as we eat our breakfast. I came from my bed straight to our dining table.
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The Rise of Rose (English) ✔
Fantasy{COMPLETED} "Angels haven't always been flying people in gossamer gowns." In the Paleozoic Era, there was an Angel who did nothing but protects Life created by God. This Angel was seduced by a Succubus, a demon in female form. Little by little, she...
