Her stone walls peeked out through the cover of her greenery that protected her from the sins those speak of outside her walls, her rusted, clean windows opened as the wind whistled lies to her. Lies of happiness and joy and normality, such things she saw as stories in children's tales and for a moment she dared to believe, to hope, to beg that she may too be granted happiness joy and normality.
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For a moment the Mother paused looking at her artwork, that's what this was, a true work of abstract art. Some of the cuts were shallow only just breaking the skin while others were cut down deep revealing multiple layers of muscle and tendons convulsing with the need for more blood which was only painting the floor around them. It was beautiful.
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No, now she will forever be branded, a big tattoo burned into every surface of her walls, floors, windows, doors and curtains, even her furniture. She will breathe her new title, laying dormant too feared to even look at let alone be lived in.
She branded the Bellerose House, the Murder House.
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Friday 12th of August 2011 the Russo's are brutally murdered in their own home. Their children missing and never seen since.
Monday 3rd of June 2024, Romeo Byron and River Wayne move into the now abandoned Murder House. With the help of family, friends, animals and neighbours, they settle into the creaking, unsure house.
Wednesday 5th of June 2024, River looks into the Russo's murders, pushed on by her family and the local neighbourhood PI.
Monday 12th of August 2011, the House claims another.
Will she ever forgive them for abandoning her?
Will they ever be able to unveil her secrets?
Where was she for all those years?
This is story of a girl who was abandoned by her brothers when she was seven. Now, after 9 years, her brothers brought her back home. How will she deal with them, simultaneously dealing with the terrors that haunt her every night?
Sneak Peak-
Once we were out, I stopped and turned to face my blood relatives and said, "Okay, now that I am out you don't need to act anymore. Now, you guys can go back to your house and pretend that this never happened. I will go to my house and will make sure that we will not cross each other's path, even by accident."
I was about to turn back when Ezekiel held my elbow, stopping me on my track. I immediately snatched my hand back glaring at him and said,
"Do not ever touch me again." His eyes showed an emotion of hurt that I am sure I read incorrectly because one thing that Kensington brothers are incapable of was getting hurt by any outsider. And that was what I was. An outsider.
Sensing the tension in the atmosphere Aldric took it upon himself to say whatever his brother was about to.
"You are going with us." He spoke.
One thing about Aldric Kensington was that once he has made his mind, there is nothing in this world that can change his decision. This is the very quality of his that made my life a living nightmare, and this is exactly why I hate him more than any of my brothers.
"Let's go Athaliah," Ezekiel said this time.
That name. No one has called me by that name in six years. "My name is Zahra," I corrected and continued, "And I am not going with you."
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