She left the library exactly before dinner time and walked home. The sky was dark and cloudy, some lightning and thunder made the atmosphere a terrifying scene. Andrea lowered the sleeves of her jacket to cover her icy fingers, the cold wind blowing harder and harder, causing her to shiver. There were only a few streets to go to get home so she quickened his pace. In a matter of minutes, she was crossing the front garden towards the door, the lights were on and she could smell even from outside the delicious smell of the fish fillet that was her mother's specialty. She climbed the porch steps with an eerie slowness and when she took the door handle, the light went out thanks to a clap of thunder that fell near from there. She finally went in and silence enveloped her, interrupted only by the patter of rain against the windows.- Mom? Dad?She got no answer; she walked in the dark through the house that she had known for as long as she could remember, she reached the dining room, the little light that came from outside allowed her to see that there was no one there.- Hello? Is someone at home?She touched the wall in search of the light switch, even though she was not sure if it was worth if the electrical service current still did not return, she stopped when she touched something wet and viscous, her first reaction was to move away and just at that moment the lights came on again.She paled so suddenly that her face tingled and she thought she was going to faint. The wall in front of her was soaked with blood that it trickled down the wall in fine trickles to the ground, forming small puddles. She looked at her hands and a strange sensation ran through her from her head to toes, she didn't know how to identify it, but it felt good for a moment; To the touch, the blood was still warm and runny, but the next question disturbed her: Why was there blood on the wall?She was afraid to turn around, but instead, when she looked down, she saw herself in the middle of a puddle, bigger this time. The gray eyes widened, she swallowed hard and turned around terrified, very slowly.Having turned around, she didn't even know how to react; her parents were there, or what was left of them. The image was so disturbing that it was burned into her eternal memory like a wound that would never heal; they were both naked, dismembered, skinned, she didn't know where the missing parts of their bodies were, but ironically it reminded her of a doll she had had as a child, with which she could exchange different parts of the body with others. The difference was that these were not inanimate and insensitive dolls, they were people, human beings, who had suffered by being detached from their members ... they were her parents.She fell to her knees with her mouth open in a silent scream of agony that was stuck with the lump of tears in her throat.She had seen them that morning before going to school, how had that happened? Who would have been so ruthless to do something so ... Sick?- No ... - She whisper - No!A shadow loomed over her, leaving her frozen, she looked at her hands expecting to see them trembling like a jelly, she took a deep breath thinking she found herself terrified and full of fear, but she was impressed with herself; her hands turned into fists with white knuckles, she clenched her teeth and breathed like an angry bull.She stood up, turned on her heel and looked at him with eyes blazing with anger.Blue against gray.He returned her gaze, but his reflected curiosity and a cynical amusement that angered her further. He was full of blood, the blood of her parents, he was holding a knife soaked in red dripping. The pale, snow-white skin contrasted with the blood-red in an oddly beautiful way, highlighting the swirling ocean blue of his irises.- You...He narrowed his eyes without taking his penetrating gaze from hers, challenging her, of course, she took it very seriously. A bubble of hatred grew inside her, grew, grew ... and finally, she exploded. With a cry of desperate pain and anger, she lunged forward, taking the boy by surprise who fell on his back. Andrea straddled him and tightened her hands around his neck, but he reacted quickly and using his sharp knife, he made a small cut across her face, right on her cheek. Andrea let out a grunt of pain and put her hands on her face, he took advantage of the distraction, he held her and they changed places, imprisoning her wrists with his hands, immobilizing her, but Andrea hit him with a knee in the crotch. - Ah, bitch!He yelled, she pushed him aside and ran in the direction of the kitchen, she opened a drawer, took a knife and when she turned around she found him face to face, he held his knife at the height of her neck, Andrea kept the same position, just one move and one of they would die. They were both panting from the previous fight.- Put down the knife - he ordered.- You murdered my parents - she blamed him.-Yes, I did - he admitted with a smile. - You bastard! - She pressed the knife against his skin, making a small cut from which blood came out - I'll kill you! - Go ahead, do it - he challenged her. Andrea stayed there, without moving and clenching her jaw, he laughs - I thought so; drop the knife, baby --You do it - she said with a head move.- Both at the same time, okay?- Aha - she agreed.- Now - Neither of they put it down; he laughed, Andrea barely smiled.- Now - again, they didn't move.- Now! - They said at the same time, the metal repeated as both knives fell to the ground.- Well done, babe - but immediately, Andrea lunged against him again wanting to hit him, however, he was faster and he caught her by the neck, lifting her a few inches off the ground, she put both hands on her neck to try to free herself out, she clove her nails as hard as she could, hit his wrists, but he didn't let her go until a few moments later when she felt that the suffocation would kill her. She fell to the floor coughing and filling her lungs with air, feeling that they burned as if she had been in a burning room, she leaned on his elbows and looked up, the boy looked at her with a smile - Very smart ... - he laughed, picked up the knife from the ground and approached her - but not as much as me - the next thing she saw was total darkness enveloping her.Jeff looked at Andrea's unconscious body as he reached for the cut she had made on his neck and smiled. The girl had guts, he did not deny it, certainly, he had been shocked as soon as he realized that instead of screaming or crying in horror, she had tried to kill him! That had been very unexpected.He remembered having followed the car where she had gotten in with her parents and then seeing her at school, her attitude had called his attention a lot, how she lowered her gaze and lowered her head so no one would notice her presence, which was not very effective, as she did see people pointing at her and laughing at her anyway, fists clenched in an effort to ignore them and hatred emanating from her like a dark light; he would recognize a tortured soul anywhere. And even, when he returned to the girl's house and didn't find her to kill her, he was disappointed, so he risked waiting for her once he had finished with her parents. Now that they had had that meeting, he thought that she might be useful to him, something he had never expected to happen; he could use some company.He took Andrea, putting an arm behind her back and another behind her knees to lift her, then he picked up the knives from the floor and left the house. He could hear the police sirens and ambulances from afar, probably due to the mother's screams when she saw him break into her house ... or someone called the authorities. He looked at the houses in front of him, the lights were off; the one on the right was empty, it even had a "For Sale" sign on the lawn in the garden: however, when he turned to the house on the left, a movement in a second-story window caught his attention, despite The darkness had persisted a movement in the dark curtains, as if someone had moved them from the inside, he did not care and disappeared into the darkness, carrying Andrea in his arms.-
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Mystery / Thriller" - You are not going to say otherwise - he put her against the wall and cornered her with his arms, so close to her face that she could feel his warm breath on her cheekbones - I saw you entering school, you are an outcast, without friends, nobody...