I have lived with the Sullivans for one month and I have already adjusted to my new environment. Every hour of everyday, I would focus on my relationship with Ryan and Blake. Ryan adored me, he would give me anything I wanted whenever I would open my mouth. But his feelings for me are fatherly. I'm his "little girl," his "Sweet Pea." But I want him to see me as something more. A romantic interest. I can't exactly jump the shark and try to seduce him so I am trying everything in my power to make him see me in a different light.
It was a nice Saturday afternoon when Sarah was at a doctor appointment, leaving Ryan to watch the house. Ryan planned a whole "fun" day for me and the girls. We were going to the playground and then we would go to the mall and then we would go see movie. Jackie declined, only focusing on improving her acting skills and Kelly simply wanted to study for a test. So it was only me, Gabby, Annie, and Blake who went.
"Gabby, Annie, I want you to keep a close eye on Mercy and Blake." Ryan said when he parked.
"Okay." Annie said obediently.
Gabby was not having it. "Why me?" She complained. "Dad, I don't even want to go to the Park. I am fifteen, not five!"
Ryan raised up his voice. "Gabby, do not argue with me." He said sternly. I watched Gabby roll her eyes.
"Come on!" Blake grabbed my wrist excitedly when I got out of the car, she pulled me to the swing set. "Push me!" She exclaimed. With that, she hopped into a empty swing. She was having the time of her life, her face was lit with youthful bliss and energy. I giggled at this child's exuberance. I got behind her and pushed her as hard as I could. Blake jovially laughed as I did.
I caught a glimpse of Ryan watching me from afar. He was smiling at the heartwarming moment between me and Blake. I felt elated by all of this. I have never been so happy in my life. I am in a vastly different place from where I was before. As I pushed Blake, I thought about motherhood. I want Blake to have a wonderful childhood. I wanted Sarah's unborn child to have a blissful childhood. I want Blake and my future daughter to not be like me. It's surreal to think about my true self. I have always felt comfortable being "Mercy," rather than Alanna Petrov. But there are times when I desired the day I put Mercy to rest and simply be me. But I know that will never happen.
"Blake!" A little girl with black hair ran towards us, interrupting our moment. I stopped the swing as the girl approached us. "Blake, come on! My Mom brought doughnuts for Caleb's party!" She squealed.
Blake's eyes lit up with joy. "Okay!" She bounced off of the swing. I frowned unhappy, I wanted this moment to last abit longer.
Blake turned her head. "Do you want a doughnut?" She asked me. My frown turned into a smile. "No," I wanted to let Blake have fun. "Go on." I said. Then I walked away and wandered the playground aimlessly.
As I walked, children ran around, frolicking and squealing their heads off. Then I felt a strong hand on my shoulder and was spun around. I frowned at the sight of Gabby.
"Where's Blake?" She demanded.
"With her friend." I replied hastily. I attempted to walk away, but Gabby grabbed my wrist tightly. "Do not walk away from me!" She hissed. "I said where; not who, you fucking moron!" I yanked away from her and glared at her. I am done with this little bitch, simply hearing her voice irks me! How dare she treat me like this?! I am old enough to be this bitch's mother! My mind became dark, I imagined myself having a knife in my possession, I imagined myself stabbing this girl with great brutality. I wanted to torture her. I wanted to harm her.
I lost my temper. "Fuck you, bitch!" I roared. "Touch me again and you will regret it!" Gabby appeared shocked by my vile language. She was taken aback abit. I then attempted to walk away again, but Gabby grabbed my arm roughly.
"LET ME GO!" I shrieked. Adults and parents turned their heads and looked at us. But they must have seen the situation was not serious and lost interest in us quickly. I kicked the girl in the shin, Gabby released me, groaning in pain and put a hand on her shin I kicked. "You little bitch!" She cried.
I ran off, I wanted to get far away from this bitch. "COME BACK!" Gabby shouted out. But I ignored her and jumped into the playhouse. I bolted up the stairs of the playhouse and hid behind a wall, catching my breath.
"MERCY!" I heard Gabby's frustrated yelling. I could hear her loud stomping coming up the stairs. There are two sets of stairs that led up to the second story of the playhouse, I ran down the second stairs. When I saw Gabby a few feet above me, I had an idea. I am going to teach this girl a lesson. I smiled wickedly as I watched her. Gabby was scanning the area for me, but she did not see me. Her back was turned to me. Gabby walked further into the playhouse and made her way to an opening near a pole. There is no soul in the second story of the playhouse, so I was free to do whatever I wanted. Ha! I felt so much power at this moment, I was the predator and this bitch was my unwitting prey. I crept slowly up the stairs, I tiptoed towards her silently until I'm behind her. Gabby has no idea I'm nearby. She was scanning the area of the playground, visibly looking for me. "Come on, Mercy, Dad is going to kill me if I'm not watching you. Stop being a little shit!" She cried.
I released a wild scream and charged towards Gabby, Gabby turned her head and gasped. But it's too late, I shoved the girl with both of my hands and made her lose her balance. Gabby plummeted to the ground with a shrill shriek. Gabby landed face first onto the rocks and sand. Gabby released a blood curdling scream, she was hyperventilating and sobbing her heart out. I was amazed by my action. I felt high from the thrill and victory of this moment. Hearing Gabby's cries and screams of agony was like a drug to me. I wanted to cheer and jump out of triumph. I laughed under my breath as I watched this girl squirm and twist in pain. From what I see, Gabby wasn't injured. She had a few scratches on her face, but that was about it. Gabby was just hysterical because of the pain of the fall.
"GABBY!" Annie came into my sight, she ran to her sister. Gabby kept crying and wailing like a baby.
"Mercy…" Blake's voice ceased my laughing. I turned around surprised. "BLAKE!" I gasped.
Blake looked at me with wide eyes, in her hand was a doughnut covered with a napkin. Blake's face was filled with alarm. "Mercy, why did you push Gabby?" Blake asked me.
I felt sick. No! No! I did not want Blake to see my violent tendencies. I took a step closer to Blake. "Blake," I made sure my voice was gentle and kind. "Me and Gabby were playing. I didn't mean to push her. It was an accident."
Blake didn't seem convinced. "But…...you two hate each other." She pointed out.
"I don't hate Gabby. She's mean to me, but I wouldn't never hurt her. I swear it was an accident." I lied.
Blake looked thoughtful for a moment and nodded. "Okay…" Her voice was hesitant. I feared this moment would damage our tangible relationship.
I heard Annie calling Ryan. I turned to the scene, Gabby was still wailing as Annie helped her to her feet. Ryan ran to his daughters, alarmed and frantic. "What happened?" He cried.
Ryan embraced his young daughter. Gabby pulled away from him and pointed a stiff finger at me. "MERCY PUSHED ME!" Gabby screamed. When Ryan looked at me, my blood ran cold. All of the triumph and pride vanished. I felt naked, like my facade is fading and everyone can see Alanna Petrov. My anxiety boiled within my stomach.
"That's not true!" Was all I could muster.
Ryan said nothing and returned his attention to Gabby. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" He asked.
Gabby sniffled. "I'm fine."
Ryan released a relieved sigh. "Thank God."
"Mercy, we're going. Come on." Ryan's voice was stern and firm. I could tell that in his tone I was in trouble.
"Yes, Daddy." I said quietly. I was anxious of what was going to happen. I departed from the playhouse and Blake followed me like a shadow. Gabby got in the car and to the front seat before any of us, she was still crying. I crawled into the car, Blake sat next to me and Annie sat next to Blake. Ryan got into the driver seat and started the car, but he doesn't drive. "Mercy." Ryan seized my attention.
My palms become sweaty. "Yes, Daddy.." I made sure my voice is timid and innocent.
"Did you push Gabby?" Ryan asked me.
Gabby decided to butt in. "YES! SHE PUSHED ME!" She declared hysterically. Ryan took a deep breath. "Calm down, Gabriella. Let Mercy speak." Ryan said calmly. I felt guilty over the exhaustion I have put my Ryan through. Poor man. He has to deal with this moody, overly emotional teenager 24 hours a day.
"Not on purpose." I lied. "It was an accident and she fall."
Gabby turned her head towards me, her bitter eyes pierced into mine. "YOU PUSHED ME! I SAW YOU! YOU PUSHED ME!" Gabby looked at her Father. "DAD, SHE IS LYING! SHE'S CRAZY!" Gabby was purely emotional at this point.
I cried on command. "Daddy, I am sorry. I didn't do it on purpose." I gasped. "I promise!"
Blake came to my defense. "She's telling the truth. Her and Gabby were playing and Mercy accidently pushed her off the thing! Mercy didn't mean to. It was an accident!" She exclaimed. My heart lifted, I smiled at Blake. She looked at me, her innocent blue eyes gleamed with trust and affection. I could tell Blake cherished me. "Thank you." I said sincerely.
Gabby let out a angry cry and lost her temper. "You are lying!" She shrieked. "Both of you are lying. She pushed me!" Ryan groaned in exhaustion. "Gabby, please…" He grumbled.
I pretended to be remorseful. "Gabby, please, I am sorry. I didn't mean to push you. I promise. I was trying to play with you and things went wrong. I promise."
Gabby glared at me coldly. She didn't believe my bullshit at all. She knew what she saw.
Annie chimed in. She seemed sick of this situation. "Gabby, just move on. Daddy, can we just go to the mall already, please?" She said impatiently.
Gabby turned her head to her Father. "Dad, aren't you going to say anything to Mercy? You know the psycho who pushed me!"
"Mercy already apologized." Ryan began to drive. "You're not hurt and everything is fine now. Annie is right. We should all move on. It was an accident."
Gabby's hysterical voice began to crack. "NO! IT WASN'T. SHE IS LYING. SHE'S CRAZY!"
I laughed softly under my breath. Ironically she is right. I am a escaped mental patient with violent tendencies. Ha!
"DAD! LISTEN TO ME!" She seethed at her Father. "MERCY IS LYING!"
Ryan was struggling not to lose his temper. "Gabby….please...stop screaming at me. I am driving, young lady. Your sister apologized."
Gabby huffed dramatically. "MERCY IS NOT MY SISTER!" She wailed. Ryan has had enough, I admired Ryan's patience. He turned on the radio, filling the car with booming music.
I smiled to myself proudly. I wanted to kiss Ryan at this moment. I am happy that he trusted me wholeheartedly.
The tension cooled down slightly when we finally arrived at the mall. Annie's eyes lit up with exuberance. "FINALLY!" She exclaimed.
The mall is noisy and wide, people were everywhere. There are dozens of stores and shops. Gabby would give me a cold glare whenever I was in her sight. Gabby still seemed upset about the ordeal that happened earlier, but her mind slowly became focused on the fashion stores. She dragged her and all of us inside one fancy looking store. She was gazing and drooling over high heel shoes and exquisite dresses. A pang of envy hit me. I will never be able to wear shoes and dresses like these.
"Do you want anything?" Ryan asked me.
"No, Daddy." I said softly.
I wandered around aimlessly, Blake followed me like a lonely puppy. Blake had no interest in the clothing, she looked like she wanted to go already.
Gabby walked into my sight. I saw her standing near a shelf of perfume. She was gazing at them with awe. Then she grabbed one small bottle and stuffed it into her purse. My eyes widened with surprise. REALLY? I never thought much of stealing before. Odd, considering I'm a serial killer. But theft never crossed my mind. Gabby never sees us and walked away, she was heading for the entrance to leave.
"Oh my God.." I turned my head to Blake. She has witnessed what I have witnessed. Her little mouth dropped, her expression was a mixture of shock and disgust.
"Gab.." I hastily slammed my hand over her mouth, silencing her.
Blake shoved my hand away. "Gabby needs to put that thing back before she gets in trouble." I loved this child's compassion. I did like how she was looking out for her sister. But I wanted to see Gabby get in trouble again.
I looked towards the front to see a lady behind the cashier and I walked towards her. "Miss, that girl is stealing something." I said politely. I pointed a stiff finger towards Gabby as she was walking away.
The woman stared at Gabby and shouted out to her. "YOUNG LADY!" Gabby spun around with wide eyes, she saw me and she knew what's up. I gave her a wicked smile. "YOU BITCH!" She hollered.
Ryan ran over to us. "What's wrong?" He cried. The woman departed from the cashier and made her way to Gabby and snatched up her purse.
Gabby's eyes flooded with tears. "I...I..." She stuttered. She knew she was fucked.
Ryan looked at his daughter astonished. "Gabby, I can't believe this." He lamented.
The lady dug into Gabby's purse and pulled out the stolen item. Gabby burst into tears.
Ryan was unsympathetic. "GABBY, I HAVE HAD ENOUGH!" He bellowed. A flash of rage appeared on his face. I jumped from the intensity of his voice. He was finally angry, his face was beet red, veins bulge.
Gabby flinched and grew silent. She sobbed softly to herself.
This girl is a mess. I thought to myself. And that's coming from me!
Ryan took a deep breath and softened his voice when he spoke to the woman. "Miss, I am sorry about my daughter. Please do not press any charges, she will be punished to the fullest extent when she gets home."
The lady was quiet for a moment, but she agreed. "Fine, she's just a teenager and she didn't leave the store. Fine, sir." The woman sounded annoyed. She walked away and returned the item.
Ryan grabbed Gabby's arm angrily. He pulled her out of the store. "COME ON, GIRLS!" He yelled.
"What did Gabby do this time?" Annie appeared by my side. She sounded peeved. We all left the store.
Ryan's plan ended after that fiasco. We immediately left the mall and we went home. Gabby cried her eyes out the whole way. I wanted to laugh my heart out at her misery. I loved this!
When we returned home, things got better. Sarah was at home and when she was told about Gabby's behavior, Sarah was ready to explode. Ryan and Sarah chewed Gabby out, they took her cell phone and restricted her from leaving the house for nine months. Gabby kept crying and crying like the brat she was.
I felt so much thrill from all of this, I felt like I could do anything! Gabby ran upstairs and spilled into her bedroom. Ryan and Sarah were grumbling to themselves, frustrated with their rebellious daughter. "Girls, go upstairs." Sarah ordered me, Annie, and Blake. Blake and Annie goes ahead of me and hurried upstairs, my foot is on the first step when the doorbell rang. Sarah's entire mood changed. "OH! THAT'S RACHEL!" She said excitedly.
Sarah hurried towards the front door and opened the door. A young woman entered the home and embraced Sarah. She was a pretty woman, she had fiery red hair that was long and wavy, she had gleaming blue eyes, and a slender body. "Sarah, how's the baby?" She put her hands on Sarah's belly.
"Kicking like crazy." Sarah expressed.
Rachel looked up at Ryan. She gave him a sunny smile, strolled over to him, and embraced him. "It's great to see you again!" Rachel said cheerfully. I felt a pang of jealousy run through me. No woman deserves to touch my man!
I became curious in the woman. "Hello," I strolled over to her with a wide smile on my face. I extended a cordial hand to her. "My name is Mercy." I introduced myself.
Rachel looked at me with amazement. "OO! I love your accent!" She gushed. She shook my hand. "My name is Rachel, I'm a good friend of your Mommy."
Sarah was smiling brightly. "Mercy, Rachel has been my friend since we were in kindergarten! You can call her your Aunt, if you want!" She exclaimed.
I raised an eyebrow as if I was stupid. "Mommy, what about Auntie Diana?" I asked if I cared for that woman. I examined the woman closely. I felt envious looking at her. I felt threatened.
"Diana was just visiting us. She went back home. Rachel is here visiting family and she'll be staying with us for a few weeks."
"Amazing." I said in a happy voice. I smiled broadly at Rachel. Rachel's arm was draped around Ryan's shoulder, she was smiling like an idiot. Ryan looked oblivious and Sarah didn't bat an eye.
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After a tiring day at school, I returned home by myself. Annie was at her dance practice, Jackie was practicing her lines at school, Gabby was at her cheerleading practice, Kelly was at a friend's home, and Blake was at a sleepover. I am all alone with Rachel.
Rachel paid me very little mind. I kept to myself and made myself a snack. It was very quiet in the house when I heard a loud phone tone beeping in the living room. I became curious and exited the kitchen to still hear the phone ringing. I didn't see Rachel anywhere and I walked into the living room. On the coffee table was an iphone that belonged to Rachel. It was Ryan who was calling her. The phone call ringing ended and I saw six messanges on this woman's phone. I clicked on the messages and saw something that nearly made me vomit. It was her naked as bird in her shower. She was posing in a seductive way, flashing a dimple smile to the camera. The photo was attached to a message to Ryan. "Do you like what you see?" This message is a three weeks old and Ryan never responded to this message.
At this moment, my suspicions was confirmed. This woman is a threat to me! She wants my man!
On the same day, Rachel sent other messages to Ryan.
Ryan, how are you doing. I want to visit you. I hope you liked my photo.
Ryan, call me! I want to talk to you.
I would love if you come down here and visit me. Just don't bring Sarah, kay. She would lose it, call me, okay.
Eventually Ryan did respond to this.
Rachel, please. Stop. I am married and Sarah is your best friend. Stop sending me this kind of shit.
Rachel is obviously not deterred by this message of rejection and she would go onto send lewd photos of herself for a another week. Ryan would respond to her and would beg her to stop.
Why didn't he just ignore her? I asked myself silently. Rage ran through me. I despised this woman. She was a whore. A homewrecker. Ryan is my man! Not Sarah's or this whore's. MINE! Ryan is supposed to be faithful to me! I wanted to kill this woman. Rachel needed to go! I looked around and still saw no sign of this bitch. I hated her more than Gabby! I had no issue getting my hands dirty again, I'm not going to do anything to Sarah because she's pregnant and I'm not going to do anything lethal to the children right now because of the risks. But Rachel was freegram. I imagined myself grabbing the sharpest knife in the kitchen, stalking her like a predator, and slicing her up like swiss cheese. I left Rachel's phone alone.
Rachel is gonna leave this house in pieces! My mind became dark. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a knife that was lying in the sink. It was a narrow knife, sharp to the tip. I smiled evilly at the knife. I couldn't kill her in the house. I needed to lure her out. I needed no witnesses and no chances of witnesses. I needed to wait until the perfect moment arrives. I heard a sudden toilet flush downstairs. I put the knife on the kitchen counter. Rachel would be here for several weeks. I was willing to wait. Alanna, you better not fuck this up! I screamed at myself in my head.
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