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♡Letter's♡

I've been going insane as I watched my mail stack up with terrifying letters, I've tried time and time again to dispose them but they never seemed to go away.

At this point I was no longer afraid of the mysterious letters, but annoyed.
They always had things on them written like "Kill white blondie in house 224 on *I love dick street* (SORRY I NEEDED A FAKE NAME LOL)

One-day though, I snapped. I've completely lost it. I watched as my hands tremble and shake as I knocked on the house that was only a few blocks down from me

A blonde girl answered.

"Yeah yeah, hold on Brittney" she said to her phone up to her ear then hanged up

"Hello? Can I help you"

"Uh..I'm here for my friend... Brittney? I lied.

"Oh are you like...her boyfriend or something?"

Is this bitch serious, I just said friend.

"Uh..yeah, yeah!"

"Hmm." She looked me up and down

"Why don't you come inside and wait for her then?" She smirked at me so seductively..I just walked in following behind her into the kitchen

"Would you like anything to drink?" She asked me bending over into her fridge, her tight dress slowly going up. It made me feel weird to look so I quickly looked away and starred at the paintings on the walls of Marilyn Monroe.

"Uh, no-no thank you"

I turned around when I heard her pouring herself what seemed to be red wine inside of a fancy glass.

She then picked up the glass and signaled me to follow her with her finger, once she turned around I took that as a chance to grab a knife and almost immediately shoved it in my back pocket.

She took us to a room which I assume is the living room.
I sat onto the white cushioned couch that had golden arms, right when I did, the blonde sat down onto my lap with her arms around my neck gently, her eyeliner looked sharp like a blade yet smudged at the bottom as if she was crying, her big fluffy lashes nearly touched her devious eyebrows

She looked at me before taking a sip out of the glass, causing her red lipstick to smudged

I was terrified. Not in like a freaked out way but in like a, what tf is happening way. I've never really seen myself attracted to women, so everything was kinda making me feel uncomfortable.

Quickly remembering what I was here for. Just right when she leaned in to kiss me, connecting our lips together, I grabbed the knife out of my back pocket and stabbed her in the back. Quite literally.

I watched as her pupils went small and her mouth wide open.
Blood painted her dress and the white couch, I quickly pushed her onto the floor, wiping my mouth that was covered in her red lipstick.

I shove the knife back into my pocket before washing it in her sink, along with my hands, then I shoved it back into my pocket. I didn't want to leave it behind knowing they'll see my fingerprints on it.

I ran back home and went on with my life like nothing ever happened.

Until. The next day I got awoken by knocks at my door ordering me to come outside, I wasn't the only one though, it was the whole neighborhood. Caution tape flooded the area, right along with cop cars and ambulance services

I watched as they took the blonds body out and into the back of an ambulance, a bald officer and a lady officer then came up to me

"You have any idea what happened sir?" He asked me.

"I'm afraid not officers"

"No suspicions?" He looked at me with a eyebrow raised

"Nothing." I shrug

He hummed then walked away, though the other officer stayed.

I'm no investigator, but she looked hella suspicious.

She then passes me a letter.

Thank You. - Brittney