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Slow and Steady as your Heartbeat drop to Zero

17 year old Evelyn sits silently on her couch listening closely to the fighting of her mother and father, Evelyn in her family, was always quiet, while her older brother, Zack, fought with her parnets, almost always on his mother’s side. This was different for her today, the fight wasn’t with her father and mother about, her slighty older sister, Lydia, but about her. She pipped in. “The hell is wrong with you?” fire raged within her. She felt wanting the comfort of her best friend, Helen, but could not seek him at this time. “What did you say, Young lady?” Her father yelled at her. She could tell by his tone, he was upset. The fight carried on throughout the night. She had been beaten before but this was different, her father picked up one of her mother’s prized vases and threw it at Evelyn, she let out a shreek of angony, blood currdled in her veins as the sharp pain ran throughout her body as the shattering glass periced her skin. She stumbled to her room, whcih was upstairs and lay on her bed. Her hip throbbing as she fell asleep.

I woke the next morning, my hip hurting less and less as I lay there but I knew it was time to rise, I stobbled to my dresser, pulled on my favorite black jeans, denum hiking boots, black leather jack that wrote “Heartless” apon it, and pulled my black messy hair into a braid. I quickined my pace out the door to school as I found my parents were still sleeping, I hated when they woke up before I was out the door, My father would normally give me a swift kick in the chest that would make my heart pund out of my chest, leaving a scar. I limped the whole wahyto school, knowing that it was once again, throbbing against my hip bone. I entered the school, 15 minutes late of course. To my suprise Helen was waiting for me at the doorway, I gave a quick smile. “Hey Evelyn,” He spoke to me. His tone would always make feel safe. His friends would always taunt him about me being his girlfriend and such, He ignored them most of the time. “Hi,” I replied back with the same tone he had given me.

As soon as we entered the building he asked me “Hey, Whats up with your leg?” I was afraid he’d ask me, I ignored the question, and he got the hint. I went to first period and was, of course given detention. After second class, I went to my locker and was slammed into it. I couldn’t tell who it was, but it looked like Helen’s friends, Max, Caleb, and Rowan. I couldn’t tell weither or not it was onpurpose but I listen to what they were saying, Helen arived. “Helen,” Max Spoke up, he turned to Max, “Yeah?”. “What do you think of Evelyn?” He asked. The to other boys nodded. Im going to mention my look was rather strange. I had coal black hair with a light strip of blue, plae skin, and two different colored eyes. Yellow and Green, which I was always bullied for. “What kind of a question is that?” Helen scorned. His tone calmed down “She’s Pretty, I love her eyes,”

A Teacher finally let me out, and I went to my 2 hour detention, by the time I got home it was already 8:00 PM, I ran all the way home and  later that day, Helen texted me through facebook, “Hey Evelyn, Whats up?”. I replied “Nothing much, how bout’ you?”. “Just texting a beautiful girl,” Helen flirted. “Oh?” I texted back. “Yeah, Shit, Mothers calling me, Text ya later!” He reasured me. I blushed. I flopped my bed and read stories, horrr, romance, thriller, I could go on. Later that night I fell asleep. I woke later to a cold chill run threw my body, I pulled blanket over my half covered body, I always wore a Bra and underwear to bed but now with the chill, I regreted it. I looked on my phonee i had 5 missed calls from Helen. I called him back, No answer. I quickly got dressed as my parents call me down, I didn’t come. “I want them dead,” I whispered queitly self. It brought a wide smile across my face. I threw on on a tight crop top going about 2 thirds up my waist, showing my whole stomache, I pulled on a black leather jacket and black hiking boots. Finally I pulled up two fingerless gloves. I went to my bathroom and found my sewing kit, hair dyes, and contacts with rose gold highlights, eye liner, eye shadow, and foundation. I ran the Rosey red air dye throw a few parts of my hair, same with white and adding fresh black to it, I took my sewing need and poked it around my left eye, making an X threw it, I put the contacts in, and washed my hair of the hair dye, My apprence was that of a phycho. I let out a giggle. It was complete.

I walked down stairs hood over my face and my parents were quietly sitting on the sofa when I walked into the kitchen, grabbing a large black spraypainted skinner and popping it into the back pocket I had, it was there time. I knew they had Zero time left, the word went something to me, Zero. I repeated it in my head quietly. Walking over to my father I pulled out the skinner, pressing it lightly against his throat. He wipped around to see me, I grinned a deadly grin. My mother looked at me, horror filled her eyes. “What the hell?!” he spoke in surpsie. With a quick flick o fmy wrist I slit his throat, he screamed and I sank my teeth into his neck, the sharp taste of blood filled my mouth, ripping out his neck, he choked on his own blood, I watched in satifaction as the light faded from his eyes. I looked around for my er, she was on the phone, called the police, I booked it, running far away, I heard the silent Sirens of the police ariving at my home. Making finally to the forest. I saw someone standing in the woods wore a torn up suit with a red tye, “A Business suit?” I throught to myself. Indeed. He walked towards me, I backed up, feeling something fuzzy touch my hip, A Tail! I had a fuzzy fox tail, or so it apreared. It was black with a Rose Gold tip, and white flecks covering it. My ears twitched but they weren’t on my head anymore, they were on my head, the top of my head. I imagied they looked the same. I turned back to face the man, but when I looked up I stared at an abandoned manor, so it seemed. I heard a voice come from behind “Welcome to Slender Mansion, Zero”.