Bleached Heartless

The young girl looked over her small, fragile figure. Cuts, Bruises, Scars, Burns, and other various forms of harm to her teenage body. She could thank the man she called"Father." For these forms of harm. She'd been taking her father's abuse with no complaints since the abuse began when she was around four or five. She shivered, remembering the last time he'd come home from the bar and beat her in a fit of drunken rage. She was awoken from her thoughts by heavy footsteps walking up the stairs."SELICA ROSE ANNE GRIMIS!" Her father screamed in yet another fit of drunken rage. She tensed up, tears forming in her bright peach eyes. She was normally teased for her strange eye color. The taller, stronger, and chubbier man burst into the small girl's room yet again cigar in his mouth and a look of pure rage on his face. He grabbed her by her long curly caramel brown hair. "WHAT EXACTLY DID YOU TELL YOUR FUCKING BITCH OF A TEACHER ABOUT ME?! "YOU FUCKING LITTLE WHORE." He screamed in her face. Tears ran down her cheeks as she whimpered and squeaked out a little. "N-Nothing..." He took the cigar out of his mouth, shoving it in to his daughters open eye. Watching her other eye close as she screamed in pain. She kept trying to get away for once, her attempt failing. He had a good grip on her hair. He pulled the cigar out, shoving it in to her other eye. He inspected his daughter's new eye. The whites of her eyes now black. Burnt to a crisp. Pupils now a crimson red. He pulled the cigar out of her other eye, now matching the first burnt one. He dropped his screaming and sobbing daughter walking out of the room showing no remorse. The next morning the small female awoke she'd passed out from all her sobbing and pain. She got up from the floor looking into mirror her late mother bought her. She looked into her own eyes watching as blood pooled out of them. "Why...What did he do to me?!" She cried out loud falling to her knees in front of the mirror.

She stood up changing out of her outfit from the previous day. She sat in her room doing nothing until he came up the stairs again. She whimpered in fear shivering again. He burst down the door again, causing her to scream and cry once more. He grabbed her by the arm pulling her in to the bathroom throwing her in the tub. Grabbing a bottle of bleach from the cupboard while lighting his lighter and throwing it at her. She screeched in pain, stumbling for the tap as she caught on fire. She curled up in a ball and let the cold water hit her as she sobbed, waiting for the flames to extinguish. After the flames were finally put out by the water, she sat up in the tub, everything in pain. She got up despite this, walking over to the mirror, looking into it. She was covered in blood, her normal peachy creamy skin bleached to a bright white. She watched in horror as blood and tears leaked from her eyes, down her cheeks onto the floor. "Why...?" She rubbed the back of her head, feeling the now short, dark brown hair which was once a head of long, beautiful caramel brown hair. She looked down at her clothes, pulling on her sweater, burnt and torn. She felt the knot she had in her stomach for so long, Let loose. More or less, the knot was her sanity. She didn't feel like a scared little girl anymore. She felt like a homicidal maniac. She wanted to make her 'father' feel all of her pain and suffering.

She snuck downstairs after her father had left to their local bar. She snuck into the kitchen,grabbing the largest knife she could find. She tip-toed down to the basement,grabbing a rope from the basement. She smirked,going back up to the living room and sitting on the couch. She waited for him long into the night it was a while after midnight when he stumbled in to the house with a hooker by his side. He screamed at her to scram as he closed and locked the door. "No..." She got up,running at her father,stabbing him in the gut. The hooker let out a scream,which sent Selica at her,grasping her wrist and pulling her towards her while her father chocked on his own blood on the floor. Selica slipped the rope out of her pocket,wrapping it around the hookers neck,dragging her into the bathroom by her hair now. She threw her in the shower,Being a tiny woman,Selica hung her from the shower head. She made a giant slash in the woman's stomach,looking up at her with that cute smile she should have had. She laughed as the woman chocked and tried to scream,as Selica cut more parts of the woman. Slicing her leg off and an arm,leaving gashes in her body. She smiled up at the dead hooker hanging from her shower. "Now...To make him feel the pain..."

She walked into the living room,seeing her father reaching for the phone which made her rage burn more. She kicked her father in the back of the head. "Get the fuck away from there." She kicked him again and again. She took the knife,stabbing him slowly in the back,sliding the knife between each one of the discs in his back. She jammed the knife in all the way as she got to the last one. She pulled it out,loving the sound of her father screaming in pain. She flipped him over,sliding the knife between his eyes. Watching him die,She had no thoughts of regret. She only smiled that cute smile she never got to before killing the hooker. She got up,unlocking the door and strolling out in to the woods behind her house. She noticed one of the trees moving...and boy with skin as pale as hers...did she finally find somewhere where she finally fit in?

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