Thread: Murder She Wrote [Snake x Dysy]

She killed her. Oh god, she killed her. Lera wasnt sure what was surging through her body emotionally but hormonally she knew it was adrenaline. The one person in her life whom she had actually put time and love? No, it wasnt love, but it was something to Lera. She was dead. Even as she staggered back to her apartment, she grasped her head, trying to get the picture of Lucys beautiful face from her mind. In reality, Lucy wasnt all that pretty, she had a small gap between her front teeth, an incident that happened when she was sixteen and first met that sleazebag, she disobeyed him, and he punched her. One never punches women in the face as it bruises the product, but all he did was loosen her two front teeth, which over the years, without proper dental care caused a small gap. Her face was always splotchy, even as a natural red head, she had freckles, but those never showed through her skin, she was never eating healthy and it showed. But to Lera, she was beautiful. Stepping into the shower, Lera could hardly remember how she got through the front door or the fact that fuck, she forgot to remove her clothes. Cussing loudly Lera removed her clothing, tossing each article out of her shower, listening to it slap loudly onto the ground of her bathroom floor. Watching the water go down the drain, Lera sighed, when she had she gotten so filthy? The water was tinged light brown as it disappeared down the drain. In reality, but Lera couldnt recognize in her drunken stupor was that the water was tinged with old blood from her clothing. Thats why she wore black tank tops, blood wasnt visible on it. When she felt as clean as she could possibly feel, Lera stepped out and looked around. Her apartment held no traces of a life lived, just thrown about wrapped condoms, magazines she looked like a lonely bachelor, she had nothing personal in her apartment. It was hard to imagine a woman like her ever had a family of her own, but she did once. Her family wasnt a rich family, they were borderline poor, but she had two loving parents and an older brother. They were always moving, but as long as Lera was in the comfort of her familys arms, she was happy. She was a happy child, albeit odd, she had a thing about animals she liked going to the park, and looking for dead birds to bring home. What her parents didnt know about their loving little girl was that she liked to look at the insides. She used to watch crime television on the set on the weekends when her parents were out and her brother was out looking for work to help support the family he was seven years older than Lera, which meant the little girl was often left to her own devices at home. But when she watched those shows, she always identified with the killer, most of the time they were right- That person, that corpse, that victim- they deserved it. Every bit of it. When Lera was twenty two, her parents died in a car crash it was a tragic car accident, a drunk driver swerved into their car, and oddly enough, though it left both of her parents dead he staggered out nearly unharmed. But at the scene of the crime, when Lera looked over the released notes, the killer had left a note Im sorry, I didnt mean to. Thats when it all started. Lera took a year to herself, reading up on law, psychology any book that could make her smarter, learn more. What did cops look at scenes? What did she had to be careful about? What could they, and couldnt they trace? Anything that would make her invisible. She just wanted to be a killing force, not a female killer. And a year and a half after her parents death, she found the man, and killed him no one was ever convicted of the death of the father of four. The last time she had ever seen her brother was at the funeral, but after that, he had disappeared out of Leras life. Sometimes she liked to think he found a woman, got married and he was happy. Because at twenty eight years, Lera didnt even know what happy meant. Happy to Lera was a glass of brandy at the bar. Happy was sitting next to a pretty woman at the bar. Happy was soliciting what she didnt know to be Aries for sex. Because sex was the closest thing to happy she could get. Sex made her forget.