Categories > Original > Horror > Some Things, are Better Left Unsaid. [Prologue]
Prologue.
Dakota, and Collen are fraternal twins. Yet, they're the exact opposite. Dakota sees nothing in the male gender, nothing whatsoever, and Colleen follows in her tracks obediently. But when someone t...
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His cerulean eyes were lifeless, still open, and staring at the ceiling exceeding him. I brushed strands of his ochre hair from his eyes, still clinging together in a sweaty heap from the intimate actions we both displayed moments before. A smile polished my face as I reminisced in the blissful scene we shared together. It was perfect; such elegance and grace in the way our bodies moved simultaneously.
I slid my fingertips over his fresh wound to the chest, collecting blood as I went. I lifted them to my nose, inhaling to metallic scent before wiping it away on my jeans. My formerly serine smile transformed into a broad, evil grin; He deserved it. They all deserve it.
I didn’t even flinch in the slightest way when a small, fragile hand was placed on my shoulder blade. I simply nodded, and rose to my feet, meeting Colleen’s melancholy gaze fixated on me. She proceeded to take hold on his limp, front limbs, pulling them over her petite body, as I grasped tightly on his legs.
We struggled our way down the hallway, not fabricating a single sound of motion. Finally, we reached the door of the basement, and Colleen placed the carcass onto the floor to slide open the door, instantly greeting us with a fowl scent.
“Dakota, you need to stop doing this. One of these days, you’re going to get caught,” she spoke softly, in a monotonous method, “And you’re going to bring me down with you.”
“Colleen, we’re not going to get caught, okay? This is the, what… third time I’ve done this? No one’s suspecting a thing.”
She didn’t speak anymore, only continued to lead us towards the massive freezer on the other side of the room. She was apprehensive about unlocking the door, like she always was, but I gave her an encouraging nod and smile, and she slid the door open.
Three men with icy-gray skin, and desolate stares peered up at us. Colleen turned her head away, plugging her nose, and squinting her eyes completely shut. I rolled my eyes, and tossed the corpse into its chamber. It could now remain there, wondering what it did wrong…
I slid my fingertips over his fresh wound to the chest, collecting blood as I went. I lifted them to my nose, inhaling to metallic scent before wiping it away on my jeans. My formerly serine smile transformed into a broad, evil grin; He deserved it. They all deserve it.
I didn’t even flinch in the slightest way when a small, fragile hand was placed on my shoulder blade. I simply nodded, and rose to my feet, meeting Colleen’s melancholy gaze fixated on me. She proceeded to take hold on his limp, front limbs, pulling them over her petite body, as I grasped tightly on his legs.
We struggled our way down the hallway, not fabricating a single sound of motion. Finally, we reached the door of the basement, and Colleen placed the carcass onto the floor to slide open the door, instantly greeting us with a fowl scent.
“Dakota, you need to stop doing this. One of these days, you’re going to get caught,” she spoke softly, in a monotonous method, “And you’re going to bring me down with you.”
“Colleen, we’re not going to get caught, okay? This is the, what… third time I’ve done this? No one’s suspecting a thing.”
She didn’t speak anymore, only continued to lead us towards the massive freezer on the other side of the room. She was apprehensive about unlocking the door, like she always was, but I gave her an encouraging nod and smile, and she slid the door open.
Three men with icy-gray skin, and desolate stares peered up at us. Colleen turned her head away, plugging her nose, and squinting her eyes completely shut. I rolled my eyes, and tossed the corpse into its chamber. It could now remain there, wondering what it did wrong…
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