Tattooed Corpses

Chapter 9

They both look at me. Miranda displays a confused look while my Dad looked at me like he was trying to determine something.

"What are you talking about Amethyst?" Mom asked confused.

"Well, I was talking about the Killer. He or maybe... she, makes a clean move. Throwing Bodies on the river to wash away his or her traces. What a clever move." I smiled as I commented.

"Stop Amethyst! This is not the thing to joke about! You should be careful okay?" She said, sounding worried.

I laughed sarcastically and turn my back.

"Oh stop with the drama. Acting like a scaredy-cat when you're originally a demon. Stop it, Mom!" I said while walking away.

Dirty house, Dirty food, Dirty Housemates. Dirty Blood. All dirty, disgusting. Miranda was a great actress, acting like an angel when she can kill maids that have become the mistress of her husband. She's aware that his Husband is a corrupt Police Official and is a protector of big syndicates.

I just ate there alone with the thoughts. I think I'll suffocate here, I better go out and party with Jackson. This time, I'll do a big thing. Just wait... Daddy.

Everybody is having fun. Raising their red cups as they danced to the music. I am here again, on the same Bar. Wings Bar. I am regular here since I was fifteen.

Looking at the name of the bar, you can tell what kind of place this is. Wings are used to fly. and when you fly, You are high. It was fun for me at first but it does make sense since a business establishment should have proper names. The owner must've come up with this to make it sound more decent. It does look like a decent place to drink, but once you're inside, you'll see.

Jackson is doing the usual thing, staying on the VIP seat and popping pills. I saw how he laughed and talk to himself even though he's the only one sitting there. I just smirked at the sight of him.

He won't die with his father's gun but with the number of drugs, he had consumed. Literally an i***t.

My eyes landed on a man standing near the entrance of the bar. He's one of the security staff. He's staring at me and smirked. I smiled back before turning my back to dance with the crowd.

I am currently enjoying the moment while taking several sips from my red cup when a man who I think is in his late 20's approached me. He gave me his sexiest smirk. I just stared at his face while dancing before giving him a dangerous smirk. He doesn't get it so I rolled my eyes and walked away.

"Hey, Babe. Stay for a while. " He said as he grabs my right arm stopping me from leaving.

I looked at his hands before looking at him with cold eyes. I am indirectly ordering him to let go but he's such an i***t and he didn't get what I mean.

He smiled at me and pulled me closer pressing me onto his chest. I brushed my hair backward with my hand and gently push him away. I started to walk away for the second time but he stopped me again.

"Let go," I warned.

I lifted my head and look at him. He seems confused but he kept his smile. He's cute but I don't like guys. He let go of my hand and smiled again.

"Good, have fun," I said and smiled as nothing happened before turning my back and walked towards Jackson who seems to be dying of his laughter.

"Kill yourself, i***t!" I said irritated with his laughter.

He handed me a tiny pack of ecstasy together with a cigarette and a lighter. I just stared at it and ignored him. I grab a bottle of beer and drank it. I feel tired dancing, I wanted to rest a bit.

"Hmm, you changed, Amethyst." He commented.

I froze with his comment. A moment of silence before I finally laughed while shaking my head.

"Yeah. Dad asked me if I'll go back to usual and I said no." I said while watching drunk people dance like they are all abandoned by their sanity.

"Wow, All of a sudden? You must've hit your head pretty hard." He said and laughed. His eyes were red and he can't stop laughing.

"Not really. I am planning to abandon this s**t and do something more fun." I said as I turn to look at him. He's still laughing but silently this time.

"What is it?" He asked between his laughter.

I stared at a man standing near the VIP seats as I answered.

"Violence." I stop and drank my beer before proceeding to the next part. " I think playing with a gun and human blood is more fun than playing with flames and smoke. Taking drugs for the past two years are getting boring. I want something more...dangerous."

I smiled at the thought.

He laughed again. I am completely aware that it's because of the drugs. I ignored his laugher. I smiled at the man standing near the VIP seats. He smiled back.

Moments passed, Jackson fell asleep while I was busy watching the crowd going wild. I have seen several people making out on the dance floor. Some of them are same-s*x but most of them are boys and girls making out. I was busy observing them with my beer when I suddenly saw a drunk girl being dragged by a group of men cheering as they all walk away from the crowd and carry the girl towards a private room. I stared at them as I took the last drop of beer on my bottle.