Queen of hell

POTRAIT

One more day gone, just like the others, spent aimlessly. One more evening gone, one more night to come. I wonder, if those people were real... or, were just another masterpiece of my imagination. Many such pieces lie in my basement, trapped in sheets of my canvas, some dark and gloomy just like that room, while others bright and colorful in contrast to it. But one thing was common, they were all evil, evil by looks and vibes , evil by voice.

Yes they speak, The portraits they speak. I learnt this skill when I was young and practiced ever since as a result I have now mastered it. I first heard them when I made my first completely perfect portrait. I spoke to it for a while but then my master said that you should never speak to them, they are evil. My master was stern but never wanted bad for me, master died when I was 10 and I never spoke to them again.

Its been 12 years since then, I'm 22 now, an artist by profession, other than daily work I portray people who intrigue me, but the thing is they are never seen again. Today's 1st Jan 2019, yes new year. I'm on an exceptional holiday today, I usually work all time take holidays only when I'm sick. Today's holiday is exceptional because today I wanted to spend time with myself which isn't really unlike me but i don't waste work time usually.

Right now I'm at my favorite coffee place "DEVIL BLOODSHOT". Odd name? I know, it's a pretty spooky place hence it rarely has any visitor, but they make best coffee in the world. I usually come here in evening but since today I have whole day to myself I might spend my day here only.

Tapping my HB pencil on my new canvas (this place has special extra areas near tables for extra activities enough to fit a canvas another reason I love it here), leisurely sipping on my expresso I was wondering who should my next masterpiece be when my spotted a girl across the road staring at me as if she can see right through my soul. She was beautiful, with her sharp red eyes, fiery red curls plum lips and strikingly sharp face. She must be around 18. she looked vaguely familiar. I decided that ill draw her today.

two hours were gone and I was done with the portray when I looked up she was surprisingly still there. She got up and started to cross the road walking towards me. I was shocked, she was supposed to get vanished, within no time she was right in front of me. She then spoke, "Serena, Serena William Mathews." her velvety deep voice and sharp stare intimidated me, I shook her hand," Myself Athena Scar, how may I help you?" I replied politely, her hand was so cold as if she were not alive. "Just wanted to check out how my portrait turned out to be, if you don't mind" she said with a smirk. I was shocked for a second kind of forgotten what I was doing. " Yeah, sure sorry didn't took your permission before drawing it." I replied as I recovered from my shocked state. "Old habits die hard huh?" with that statement she again shocked me, how much did she even know about me.. " here" I said quietly as I turned the canvas towards her showing her the portrait. She quietly observed the portrait for about 10-15 minutes as I observed her, she looked so familiar, where have i seen her before..... I just can find that piece of memory. "Beautiful, isn't it?" the voice broke my train of thoughts as we both set our eyes on aunt Vivian, she was the owner of place, old and wise. " I'm glad that you finally made friends Ath. Ohh by the way young lady I'm Vivian, the owner of this café, I go by the name Viv.". "Aunt Viv we just met" I said in a monotonous voice. she always assume my relations with people last time I bought one of my client here she though he was my love interest, turned out he was gay, he was so very embarrassed i never again bought another client here. " Well hello aunt Viv, the name is Serena and i go by Ser." she spoke "And indeed beautiful just like the artist." she winked at me while I was appalled. "And yes she met me just today." she spoke casually. "Well young lady it would have been a pleasure if I could have been able to spend more time with you but I have business to finish see ya ladies" Viv winked. "The pleasure would have been all mine aunt." she winked back. while I just waved at aunt. she then excused herself reassuring me that we will meet again soon.

I went back home after that it was afternoon now I did lunch at the café only, so I decided to take a nap. I was waken up by some faint noises in basement. It was around 5 pm right now. Someone knocked at my door. I went to open the door when I heard a sound of something falling in basement, everything seemed fine when I went to keep today's portrait....... I decided to check on it later and then I opened the door shocked to see Serena at my doorstep...

"Hey, good evening." she said ." Uh evening.....". "Well won't you invite me in?" she asked.......

TO BE CONTINUED.....

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will get back with a new one idk when, have my boards in 4 months...

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