Pyschopath making her self at home !

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Sophia POV.

Admiringly, I walked up the large staircase in the front of the house, taking in the new scenery. The house was incredibly beautiful. But it held a mystery. Something deep, dark, and possibly deadly. All the more reason for me to love it here.

Soon as I enter the house I am blown away, it is incredable. So much history in one house it made me tingle with anticipation. I just wanted to look in every nook and cranny; so I wouldn't miss out on any gruesome history the house has to offer.

As I make my way up the grand staircase I have that airy feeling again that someone is watching me, but I just shrug it off, blaming it on my fucked up mind once again!

Slowly, I walk to the end of the hallway, taking in all of the beauty the house has to offer. Till I come to the last room on the right. My new room. The movers had already stuffed everything into my bare room, without a care in the world. Bloody Bastards! I wish my mum paid them enough to unpack everything for me but no, she is too busy trying to shove her boobs in everyone of the delivery mens faces. I swear if the end of the world comes, I am killing her first no matter what; even if she is already going to die!

 With all the stuff I have I was going to be unpacking and getting things in order for the next few days. Quietly, I shut the door behind me and locked it. The last thing I needed was for my brother to be bugging me to unpack his room,too... The lazy bastard but I wasn't going to unpack his shit. I wasn't his maid. For all I care he can also go and die with my cock sucking mother. Maybe he can overdose on the drugs he uses nearly every night when he goes "studying" . But truth be told, the only studying he does is studying the female body, that he is normally bulls deep side; when he is drunk at parties.

But for tonight I think I am going to give the boxes a miss and leave what any shit valuables are inside to rot for another day. I am to tired, to do anything. It's a good thing the delivery men actually did some work and placed my bed in here; between eyeing up my mum and flirting with her. Yuck! it was a sore sight to see, that sadly will be burned into my memory for years to come!

Carefully, I pulled my covers off the bed, like a murderer ripping skin of their victims and slowly slid into bed under the covers and wrapped my self up, like a pharaohs being mummified. 

Gradually falling into dreamless sleep.

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