RejectedShadow
Abominable Snowman Hugger
We can start from the moment Elizabeth arrives in town. In the process of moving into her new apartment and getting situated.
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We can start from the moment Elizabeth arrives in town. In the process of moving into her new apartment and getting situated.
RejectedShadow
Abominable Snowman Hugger
In the comfort of his own home, Lucius sat on his couch quietly pondering his decisions on how to deal with his soon-to-pass mother. She was the only reason he ever came back to this waste of a town. The memories were enough of a silent reminder to the neglect he had to face for sixteen years with both his parents. His teeth clenched at the mere thought of those monstrous beatings, or as his father liked to phrase it, Corrections. His father, the ever loving family man down the street, knew exactly where to land his blows so they wouldn't be noticeable.
He scoffed and repeatedly tapped his pencil on the newest notebook he had for plotting. There had to be a way to let her die without bringing any attention on him. Granted she had been sick for some time, a sudden death could lead to investigations on his part. The man didn't have time for police involvement in his schemes and he needed the money. Her life insurance would see to his desires. That's all he needed of her and all the good he'd ever get out of the old hag.
Could straggle her, He thought, rubbing his chin precariously. But that'd result in abrasions on the neck... Autopsy would see right through that, He squinted his eyes in the darkness of the room and let out a frustrated groan as his hands came up to rub at his face.
The chill of the room crept along his uncovered upper body leaving goosebumps in its wake. He needed to walk this off. A clouded mind never did him any good in his life. Lucius would need to arrange to make a few calls later in the day.
He scoffed and repeatedly tapped his pencil on the newest notebook he had for plotting. There had to be a way to let her die without bringing any attention on him. Granted she had been sick for some time, a sudden death could lead to investigations on his part. The man didn't have time for police involvement in his schemes and he needed the money. Her life insurance would see to his desires. That's all he needed of her and all the good he'd ever get out of the old hag.
Could straggle her, He thought, rubbing his chin precariously. But that'd result in abrasions on the neck... Autopsy would see right through that, He squinted his eyes in the darkness of the room and let out a frustrated groan as his hands came up to rub at his face.
The chill of the room crept along his uncovered upper body leaving goosebumps in its wake. He needed to walk this off. A clouded mind never did him any good in his life. Lucius would need to arrange to make a few calls later in the day.
Orion
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Ever the dreamer, she would always paint pictures in her mind of what her future would look like. Her reoccurring hope was to one day move away to a little town far away from everything and everyone. Now that she was standing there, in front of her new home, Ellie couldn't believe it.
The small, terraced house was quaint; simple brick walls, with unusually bright vines sprouting from here and there; large windows, baby blue shutters guarding the inside from curious eyes; lengthy hedges, lining the entire perimiter of the humble, front garden, and a gorgeous rose bush blooming west of the front door. It was picturesque. Containing only a single bedroom and bathroom, as well as a tiny kitchen with a pantry and a front room, it was nothing less or nothing more than a nineteen year old girl would ever need.
Moving away from home wasn't a tough thing for Ellie. Never getting along with her mother meant that the goodbye was easy, to say the least, and it was safe to say that Ellie was definitely not heartbroken in this moment. She had only packed a small suitcase containing the essentials: a few simple outfits, bedding, hygiene products. Knowing that she could fill in all of the missing gaps when she got there she didn't overpack. In fact, even if she was to bring everything she had once owned it still wouldn't amount to mountains.
Ellie was always a simple girl. She never hoarded things, always kept her room pristine and minimalisticly decorated, and didn't spend her money on useless things. It took a lot of self-control but that's the way she liked things; controlled.
As she unlocked the door, her body felt like the huge weight pressing down on it throughout her whole life had been removed. She took a deep breath in and smiled to herself. It may have been a small overreaction to finally being alone, especially since many people preffered the company of others to solitude, but Ellie was an introvert and the thought of finally being alone comforted her.
The suitcase slowly rolled behind her, little wheels bumping rhythmically against the wooden floorboards, as she made her way into the sitting room. An interesting choice of decor, she thought to herself, abstract. Typical paintings of flowers in clay vases littered the walls and a small crystal ball sat atop the fireplace. Usually the previous tennant would take all of their things, and the landlord would ensure that everything was clear, but not in this case, apparently. Ellie decided to keep the crystal ball as a housewarming gift.
Leaving her suitcase leaning against the floral print sofa, she backtracked and opened up the front door again. Stepping out onto the steps leading to the front garder she took in her surroundings. Aside from a dog barking in the distance everything was quiet and peaceful. Sunrays bounced off of car hoods, tree leaves rustled in the wind, and Ellie smiled.
For the first time in nineteen years she felt like she belonged.
The small, terraced house was quaint; simple brick walls, with unusually bright vines sprouting from here and there; large windows, baby blue shutters guarding the inside from curious eyes; lengthy hedges, lining the entire perimiter of the humble, front garden, and a gorgeous rose bush blooming west of the front door. It was picturesque. Containing only a single bedroom and bathroom, as well as a tiny kitchen with a pantry and a front room, it was nothing less or nothing more than a nineteen year old girl would ever need.
Moving away from home wasn't a tough thing for Ellie. Never getting along with her mother meant that the goodbye was easy, to say the least, and it was safe to say that Ellie was definitely not heartbroken in this moment. She had only packed a small suitcase containing the essentials: a few simple outfits, bedding, hygiene products. Knowing that she could fill in all of the missing gaps when she got there she didn't overpack. In fact, even if she was to bring everything she had once owned it still wouldn't amount to mountains.
Ellie was always a simple girl. She never hoarded things, always kept her room pristine and minimalisticly decorated, and didn't spend her money on useless things. It took a lot of self-control but that's the way she liked things; controlled.
As she unlocked the door, her body felt like the huge weight pressing down on it throughout her whole life had been removed. She took a deep breath in and smiled to herself. It may have been a small overreaction to finally being alone, especially since many people preffered the company of others to solitude, but Ellie was an introvert and the thought of finally being alone comforted her.
The suitcase slowly rolled behind her, little wheels bumping rhythmically against the wooden floorboards, as she made her way into the sitting room. An interesting choice of decor, she thought to herself, abstract. Typical paintings of flowers in clay vases littered the walls and a small crystal ball sat atop the fireplace. Usually the previous tennant would take all of their things, and the landlord would ensure that everything was clear, but not in this case, apparently. Ellie decided to keep the crystal ball as a housewarming gift.
Leaving her suitcase leaning against the floral print sofa, she backtracked and opened up the front door again. Stepping out onto the steps leading to the front garder she took in her surroundings. Aside from a dog barking in the distance everything was quiet and peaceful. Sunrays bounced off of car hoods, tree leaves rustled in the wind, and Ellie smiled.
For the first time in nineteen years she felt like she belonged.
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