So, not sure if you've noticed, but of matches and stuttering is pretty much on a hiatus, and I'm not sure if I'm even going to continue it. Anyway, this has been in my head for a while now, and I just had to write it. I'm going to try for a double chapter update, because I wanted to make this longer, but I just HAD to end it where I did, because it even gave ME chills XD
So I'm not going to say who's point of view this is, and right when you see that she has red hair you'll assume it's Amy. Yeah, it's not XD
I'm not going to lie; I'm pretty badass.
My red hair is piled on my head, I have glittery earrings on, long gloves too- I went all out. I'm wearing a slinky gown; nothing too sexy, but I don't exactly look frumpy. I'm pretty much the picture of innocence though.
But every person in this room knows that I could kill them.
It's a morbid thought, sure- but I thrive on morbid thoughts; I myself am a morbid thought- or at least the product of two morbid thinkers, Cahills in every sense of the word- they've seen the world at it's best, but mostly it's worst.
After all, you can't spell Families without Lies.