Origin of Bloody Valentine

Now I know what you must be thinking. Bloody Valentine? Who’s that? To be honest she’s a little insane. You know how it goes with the blood and the gore and the killing but have you ever thought what would happen if the person actually killed the one’s she loved out of love and pity? Would you have ever guessed that’s the reason why they kill? Or maybe it is just for the joys of killing. Of slaughtering. Do you want to know? Yes? Well let me tell you a Gruesome story about a girl named Nancy Valor. ... It was a few days before February 13th. A Friday and the day before valentine’s day. I know I shouldn’t be worried about it but… I’ve been having a hard time keeping my other in check, not to mention my boyfriend is coming to visit me for the weekend and my birthday is on valentine’s day. I guess I do have SOME to worry about. “Nancy?” my roommate asked “where did you put the Brush?” also my best friend since the 7th grade, Rebecca. At least one person who knows about my little disorder. When I say disorder I mean I have a legit disorder. MPD, Multiple Personality Disorder, well I only have one other personally so to speak. I talk to her sometimes when I’m not sure what to do, I trust her. Things just get a little crazy when she takes over, but she tells me everything. Or at least I hope she does. “It’s in the bathroom Becca” “Alright thanks chicka” “No problem”  You see, I turn 16 this Saturday and so does Britney, my personality. Although… something feels different about today.. I mean it’s only Wednesday but.. I get the feeling that something awful is going to happen within these next few days.. “f**k! Nancy we’re late!”  “Okay coming!” crap I completely forgot that we had a party to go to, but we have school in the morning so we can’t stay there all night.  ... As Nancy and her friend Becca drove to the party, Nancy started to feel a really eerie feeling… She tried to think about what might be the cause of it. Instead of dwelling on it she decided to take her mind off of it by talking to Becca, but before she could..everything went black. “Hello Rebecca” she smirks “how are you doing tonight?” “Oh..ah..hey Britney.. What made you decide to take over?..” Becca said a little scared.. “Oh nothing” she says as she shrugs. “I just thought that I could see my love soon. But maybe he won’t surprise me by being at the party we’re going to.” “Well…”she looked down into her lap “ It was supposed to be a surprise for Nancy.. But I guess he is your boyfriend too..” “Well actually he is MY boyfriend. I mean she’s seen him what? 3 times. While I have seen and known him since we were all 8. Nancy is the personality you know.” “Well.. I..I guess so..” “You guess so? Wow. You have really changed in the past year haven’t you.” her eyes went dark. Her expression went from sweet to insane in that very instant. She laughs “And to think I thought we could catch up a little before the party. Oh well. I guess we’ll just have to fix this little situation.” she looked over at Becca smiling.  “What are you gonna do? Britney..” her voice high now, she notices that Britney missed the turn and that they are now going in the direction of her old house. Once there Becca got out of the car and started walking back down the driveway. Even if she was miles away from the nearest populated area. “Where do you think you are going young lady?” Britney pulls on her hair and drags Becca to the ash ridden house. She giggles as Becca screams, as she tries to tug away. “What is it? Afraid of a game? I thought you liked playing murder time? You did help me a couple times you know.” she giggled a mischievous laugh and pulled her inside. She spots a thick metal pipe and picks it up. “How about this for our murder weapon, Becca? Do you like it?” Becca shrieks as Britney hit’s the back of her knees causing her to collapse on the floor unable to walk. Britney laughs louder this time sounding less sweet and more like a Madman and hits her again. “DO YOU LIKE THIS?!” her eyes went soft. “You know I love you, Becca. You’re like My sister but you have deceived me and I feel pity for you. I just want to put you out of this misery. Is that too much? I’ll make it slow so you can feel everything” she smirks “ because after all, you did say once that you’d rather die painfully than to die quickly and painlessly.” “Y..You’re a MONSTER, BRITNEY! A MONSTER!” Becca screamed. She looked up at Britney and that’s when she knew.. It was all over for her.. “Tisk tisk tisk” she said shaking her finger back and forth “now is that any way to treat your best friend?” she bashed the pipe against Becca’s head laughing and yelling Hysterically “NOW YOU’LL BE HAPPY!” after this she dragged the body to the basement and laid her there. She looked at her bloodied corpse and then herself. Brittney was satisfied knowing her friend is in a better place and that she didn’t get one drop of blood on her body. She set Becca on fire, the smell of a burning, desiccating corpse filling the cool night air, as Brittney whispered to herself “I..I am..Bloody.. Valentine.. Heh.. heh..” she started laughing in that crazy way once more, turned around, walked to the car and then drove off to go to the party.