Amy had turned back. Something was more important; a more pressing matter. Her eyes were dark and the moon was hidden. There was no light in this night. A foreboding distant sound of screeching let the people know of the presence of bats and owls. People were tucked away safe in their homes. It was sad, she had to return. She had to get her stuff though. There were a few things that pressed her that she still needed. She wanted them. It made her legs carry her all the way to a small house.
Dusted and covered in vines, it was obvious the building had not been taken care of in years short of centuries. The windows held cracks and the door had a large hole in the bottom. A curtain flapped in the midnight breeze as a shutter slammed angrily. A haunted house? No.. this was where Amy had lived. Her footsteps carried her but her heart was not sad. No, she was cold and detached from this place. She only hoped that it was empty or asleep on the inside as well.
With a soft sigh Amy stepped into the house causing the door to slam angrily upon her entrance. The wind howled and Amy silenced. There was the sound of the televisoon, but there were no other sounds. The sounds of the floorboard creaking came only from herself as she snuck up to her room. A voice interrupted her sneaking. "And where have you been young lady?" A woman sneered angrily; a hiss. "You have a curfew you know."
Amy ignored her and began closing the door to her room, but the hinges stuck. In response she simply began loading her stuff into a small knapsack. "Mother you've been drinking again." Amy said in a soft voice. Her mother laughed and hiccuped. As if that were some kind of response.
"Like hell!" She then seemed to change from her joyful disposition of the moment. Amy heard silence and then she felt the sharp pain of something slamming and crashing into the back of her head. "Dumb bitch. I told you to be home on time."
That was it. Amy finally snapped. Her eyes narrowed as the back of her head dampened a little and she felt herself blackout. When she recovered she was lying on the ground. Her whole body ached and she didn't know why. It took so much effort simply to sit up and look around. Her eyes surveyed and found more scars and cuts on her body. Her head hurt like a trainwreck. With a grunt she was on her feet and she slung the sack over her shoulder.
As she stepped down the stairs, she found her mother passed out on the couch. She too had cuts and bruises, though less severe. Amy secretly wondered if rage had gone soft since the woman was flesh and blood. However now she regretted it. Looking at the unconscious woman she made a decision, though breif it may have been.
Silently she stalked forward, hand reaching to a pouch on her belt as she slid free a kunai. She blocked her thoughts and focused. The woman had a bottle in her hand that was broken and fractured and Amy remembered the pain in her head. A surge of hatred overwhelmed her then a sick and twisted feeling. Without thinking Amy lunged. Her hands pressing into the woman's throat, pushing in as much force that wouldn't kill her, but fracturing the tiny bones in her throat. After that Amy proceeded to match the woman mark for mark. Every memory of what she had done carved on the lady's body.
The final blow was a slice to the throat and Amy watched her bleed. Taking in every second of it. Her thumbs pressed once more at the throat's bones until she heard a loud snap and a gurgle. The blood flowing from the wound and winding around the bones that stuck out ever so slightly. She sat there, squeezing out the blood of what had been her mother before dropping the kunai and wiping her hands clean onto the couch. She snorted and turned, leaving the body behind. Would she regret this? It was possible, however Amy didn't care. She was satisfied, yet she knew this would be a dark secret. She would harbor and hide this fact from any and all as well as the satisfaction that it brought her. Justice was served. At least in Amy's eyes. With her task complete, she left, leaving no signs of her committing the crime..
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Sat Jul 23, 2011 1:51 pm by 
