That Girl

Chapter 3

There is this one kid that always got on my nerves, every single time I would glance at him, I would think of disturbing things to do to him. No don't go thinking of it as sexual ways, but it's extremely nasty killer deaths.

His name is Chris Oh'Shanken,  I wanted to cut off all his body parts, feed him to animals, run over him a million times, put him into a car, and let him get smashed up when the car is being squeezed together at a scrap metal yard. I want to see him fall off a cliff in a car, with sharp pointed rocks so he wouldn't respond. That he would die of having AIDS or any other sexual disease. Be feed to a lion, ALIVE. Many disturbing ways to die. If I were to actually kill anyone, he would be the first to go....most likely, unless someone else got in my way. Yes, it may seem sort of harsh, but what ever that douche bag deserves it...now imagine if anything would actually happen like that to him. Or anybody for that matter of fact. It would absolutely suck.

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Tick tock, tick, tock. The clocks are ticking, your late, your late you are late!! The voices in my head were yelling at me, I haven't had voices in my head for to long of a time, but now I do. It's what drives me crazy, they NEVER SHUT UP!!!! I see things and I do things because of it. It's really horrible, but hey whatever.

Late for what? WHAT THE FUCK AM I LATE FOR?!?!? My mind just couldn't come to think of what was missing, that I needed to do.

I go downstairs into the grand staircase and make my way downstairs to the modern kitchen. Really the only thing "normal" in this hell hole of a "home". From the outside of the house, you would think that the family who would live inside would be amazing, kind and caring people. One of the best families around. Fuck no it isn't, it's absolutely one of the worst. This family is half of my problems. Life is the other half...

KRISTEN!!!!!!!! I heard someone shout out my name, obviously mom has come home once again and wants something. I really don't even know her that well, considering she's my mother an all. I don't even know what her and my father do when they are away on their business trips. Besides for getting to travel all over the world multiple times. Pretty sure their job is something pretty sinister, and pays a lot. I know that part anyways.

I braced myself for a whole lot of screaming to be done at myself by my mother.

"What do you want mom? I asked

"I need to talk to you..."she said

"OK, then talk".

"So, it is a new year, and your birthday is coming up. There will be a lot of changes in your life, a lot of things will be different. You may not like how your life will become, but you will have to suck it up. Now it's time talk about the business that your father and I take part in. You may not have realized what we do, because we try and hide things, very cleverly. It's why we go out of town and the country a lot. It's where we discuss everything. We are mobsters, Kristen."

"Wait....WHAT?!You guys and all your business partners are what now??? God damn Mafia!!!" I freaked out.

"Now you know how I feel about that kind of language, young last! And you will be taking over the family business one day."

"But, I don't even know anything about it! I don't want to do this! Or have anything to do with it!!" I shouted that at my mother and stormed off to my room and slammed the door.

I thought to myself, "there is no way in hell I am going to do any shit like this!!!" I won't be involved in any activities like their "work". I'm getting outta here!"  

I then packed up a bag and jumped out of my window, and got into my beautiful car. It was a sports car, to be exact a Mercedes. A bright red convertible. I speed up the road before my mother or anyone would notice I was gone and drove off to Jessica's house to spend the night.

Knock,

Knock,

Knock,

"Hi....Kristen, what are you doing here?" Jessica said

"I got mad at my mother for trying to get me to take over the family business, I can't be at home right now. Don't want to go back. And why do u look nervous?"

"Ha, me nervous. I just well have some company over..."

"Oh, really? What kind of company is here? Some fun boy company?"

"Mm-hm, yes....we were just about to do something, if you know what I mean. Very fun, naughty stuff." 

"Jessica? Come back here, I want you so badly" A males voice said.

"Jeff, Just wait a second, Kristen is at the door. Hold on a second."

"Oh, hi there Kristen..." Jeff said.

"Jeff? Uh what, Jessica, I need to talk to you now!"

I dragged her outside and closed the door. Considering it being January, it was pretty nice weather. Considering the fact we live in Canada, shouldn't it be all snowy and cold like you would think? 

"Your banging with Jeff? But, you know that I really like him...and..and oh my god, just how could you?"

"Sorry it must of slipped my mind that you liked him...and he probably doesn't care to much."

"YOU GOD DAMN BACKSTABBING BITCH! I don't want to see you again!" I slapped her face so hard as my vision blurred from my eye sight becoming blurry from my raging tears."Wait! Kristen!" Jessica yelled after me.

I turned around aburptly, and yelled what do you want? at her.

"I'm sorry, kristen" She said with a hint of sadness in her voice.

"Whatever I am so done with you, go ahead and have him. Goodbye." I cried

I got into my car and I sped off onto the highway and just had to get outta this god damn town, to try and calm myself down to try and feel better. 

Hopefully, just hopefully.

Why is this day shitty already? And its only just begun...

It felt like I drove for hours until I came across a small little town. A very interesting and unique town.

Well then Kristen, Because you get so pissed off so easily, why don't we just drive around this small town and check out the sights. It looks like it may be worth it. There goes my brain talking to me again...

So, that is exactly what i did, I explored...