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Thankies, JusticeDream, animepie, Winter-Rae, Bluestray, though i choose death instead of pointless pain, Phoenix from the Flames-2, BloOdy-JoKeR, NeverSmile, Calli Maxwell, KamiaKotai, and Kuro666 –hugs all-
Goes to Phoenix from the Flames-2 and KamiaKotai –death hugs both- your stories I used in this chp :)
Disclaimers: don't own the beyblade characters, don't own "Fear" and don't own these ideas for the stories.
Fear: Pieces on Pillows
Entering the first bedroom it looked like any other typically room. It was carpeted with a dark shade of sand, a queen sized bed in the middle parallel to the door, sheets quilted shades of brown and sand woven in together. Two fluffy white pillows underneath the blanket. On either side of the bed were two bedside tables; both with a lamp, and one had a picture frame, but no picture.
Across the room was a window, a white curtain flowed down touching the carpeted floor, a bird pattern tracing upwards. To the left of the room are a door and a walk-in closet. By the closet against the wall are a table and a lamp.
"Marada lived here with her parents, Joe, and Mira," Diana started, walking into the room stopping in the center.
"She was a beautiful young girl, fifteen when she died. A neighbouring women a small distance down the road, was extremely jealous of the girl. She was ugly, extremely over-weight, dotted face, frizzy unmanageable hair and a mean attitude. She hated Marada for her looks, for her wealth, and for her just being her, everyone loved her and Ms. Almida hated her for it. Sneaking into the house through an open window one night, she snuck into Marada's room tying her up and tapping her mouth shut so she wouldn't make a sound."
Bryan shifted against the wall. His sister was a very attractive girl. Thirteen years old and getting looks from many guys. Bryan did not like it. He hated whenever he had to pick her up and lustful gazes would follow her. With a height of 5'5, soft white skin, bright green and gray eyes and her long lilac hair down to her slender waist. Bryan did not like having to play "big brother," but when he looked at a picture of his mother, he knew he had to, for her. –1-
"In here people can hear the struggle as she tried to call for help, her please went unheard. Her parents are all the way down the hall, and since her mouth was tapped shut, you can only hear her muffled pleas. Kicking and punching air, blankets thrown about, her lamps falling and crashing to the floor, people hear it happening in this room. But in the bathroom," Diana pointed to the door across from the bed.
"She was cut into tiny little pieces left to float in the red water. Almida cut her head off placing it in the toilet. She hated that face." Tyson's stomach clench as well as Max's and Ian's, but all stayed quiet.
"Walking into the room to wake Marada up, she wasn't found until her mother walked into the wash room, the scent of blood wrapping around her nose. She died of shock that very moment. Her father heard her body fall on the ground, walking in he saw his daughter cut in little pieces, but no head. He died of shock too. A week later Almida died, her granddaughter said two ghosts came into her house and killed her. Police investigated the neighbouring house, this house, and found the bodies right there," Diana pointed right in front of the door.
"I-is the body still there?" Tyson stuttered.
"Why would they leave the body you idiot," Tala scowled. Tyson 'hmpfed' crossing his arms across his chest frowning, though he knew his question was stupid.
Diana stood up walking out of the room and into the next. Bryan left the room last gazing out the window; the curtains had opened sometime during Diana's story. A hazy form of a girl stood in front of the window. –2- Bryan shrugged ignoring the encounter leaving the room to where everyone else was.
Another room, similar to the last only there were two separate single beds, and this room did not have a bathroom.
"Jimmy and Will, two brothers died, killed by their own mother," Diana started again. Bryan winced visible, but since he was behind everyone no one noticed, except for the tall blond that was standing next to him. Glancing blue orbs looked down at the lilac youth, but Bryan just ignored the gaze.
"Mother…"
"-3- they both slept here in this room, their mother just one room down the hall. Six and seven years old, slept in the same room because they were afraid of being alone. One night their mother, Lita, entered the room and smothered the younger one with the pillow suffocating him while the older watched in horror. Then she advanced on the older doing the same thing."
A creak sounded just outside the room in the hall and the youngest teens froze holding their breaths. –4-
"Her husband called the next morning saying he would be home, but she didn't answer the phone. He called the police to check on her and his kids. She was found with both boys on one bed, caressing their cheeks saying she didn't want to do it. Saying they were bad and that God told her to do it. She was sent to a nut house, later on released saying that she was sane again," finishing she looked up.
Eyes were downcast, all of them rethinking about the story.
"Insane bitch," Bryan mumbled walking out of the room out into the hall waiting to be guided into the next.
-1- his mother died and asked Bryan to take care of his sister
-2- Marada's ghost o.o
-3- this story sent of KamiaKotai is partially true
-4- remember the story with the maid falling in love with her master? And the little boy that watched her kill herself? Maybe I twas him walking down the hall O.o
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