OBSESSED

10.

"I'm back, mom," I whispered as my thin palm touched the side of my mom's bony cheek on the table since she was beheaded by the b***h, half of her body turned to ashes and it trickled down the chair like the ripples of sand in the Sahara desert.

The dark rooms in my house randomly flickered lights around me and my mother, her eyeless lids stared back at me with the meat of her face glowing under the random lights. Beethoven's moonlight sonata played in the background as I stroked my mom's burned cheek in glee, her eyes molded on the kitchen table and she was decapitated from her bottom half.

"I know you will not forgive me," my emerald eyes began to look at her in melancholy. "But I had to be this way, I had to be pretty so I could have the power to judge and bully. It was the only obsession I know."

The devil shook me awake as it leads me to the fangirl, I slowly opened the door and saw the two detached parts of her body on the floor with her organs seeping blood, she sure has so much blood.

My eyes turned dark forest color as I kneeled next to her, surrounded by the organs. Her hair was pretty, I pulled the roots out of her scalp like trees.

"If only you said Villian to me." I tutted at her as my eyes grew darker and I collected her hair when her scalp turned angry purple of her veins. The beautiful music kept me company as I slapped her cheeks too many times and stood up to needle the extensions of her hair.

When the afternoon showed it's glory, I took the pack of needles and faced the view of my hometown, I laughed at the police just walking around frustrated. They were afraid to lose their balls. I chuckled again as I pricked the needle under my hair where the fangirl's hair was clasped under the needle. I hummed to the sonata as another shadow appeared.

"I will kill you to what have you done to my baby." The mother angrily banged shut the door to my room. She gasped in horror when I turned around with wide black eyes and hung mouth, she realized that her daughter's hair was in mine now. Pathetic humans.

I chuckled while clutching my flat stomach, she believed I was like those typical horror movies where the girl widens her eyes and open her mouth like she was throwing up. I was prettier than that.

"You think this is funny!" She exclaimed in fury and the divine smell hit me full force as I sniffed and groaned at the powerful emotion like it was the pleasure.

"This way," I told her and gestured to the room where her precious daughter was. The daughter that had the audacity to decapitate my mom. I kept my anger at bay for later. I had great plans for the mother, I smiled creepily behind the mother's back as she entered the damned room.

"Oh, my God." She wailed out in despair as she sat next to her daughter, her eyes traumatized and her hands shook as the steady heartbeat in her chest was speeding like lightning. "How could you do this to her? How can you deform her when she's already dead." She furiously strained to me with blazing eyes.

"She did the same thing to my mom." I squared my legs, avoiding the mushy liquid on the floor to welcome my special visitor.

The mother's tears bored me to death and I wanted to take my plans into action but she spoke for the first time in the early silence, "all she ever did was look up to you." She sobbed while looking at her daughter. The heavy feeling inside of me irritated me, I still had a stupid conscience.

"She donated her clothes just to be like you," she whispered, my heart did this weird thing again, I used to donate clothes for charity every day.

"She also hung your pictures on her wall so she could look like you." She continued, I used to hang Villian's pictures on my wall.

"Is that her punishment for wanting to save you and be like you?" She heart-achingly asked as her tears cascaded like waterfalls.

"Yes, I am Villian and nobody can stop me." I seethed as the mother wiped her tears and mourned over her daughter. "You're trying to make me feel guilty by lying to me." I growled out in fury and she widened her eyes at how my eyes changed and the devil took over.

I neared her on all fours and she gasped when my lips were inches away from her and my soulless eyes stared into her.

"You're a lesbian," I admitted to her and she whimpered and nodded. "I have a wife waiting for me." She sobbed out. I smiled widely and she knew what I was up to in an instant.

"Well, she better damn set up a nightmare dinner tonight," I spoke as my lips pressed against hers, the kiss of death. I was so generous when I granted her last kiss and grabbed my pack of needles behind her.

"No-" the mother whimpered as she pulled away and I pricked my million needles into her neck as her screams matched the music down the kitchen.

"That's what you get for trying to bring me back," I screamed with her as she writhed around until life surrendered inside of her and she died. My hands warmly accompanied blood and my Villian's eyes were the reflection of the sad mother's eyes looking up. That was the least I could do.

I walked away from the room with bloody liquid in the hems of my jeans and my body trembled with obsession. I was going to stay pretty. Looking out of the glass window in my room, I glared at one particular person.