Run Devil Run

This story is co-written by AnnaxLove and Nagasakigirl!

Enjoy!

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Stella's Point of View:

I closed the door, leaning on it after my encounter with Charles. I couldn't help, but think how stupid I was to try and kill him when he was standing in my house trying to help me with the grill. I knew how to turn it on, I was just trying to lure him in to kill him.

How stupid of me. I needed to be more careful with my plans because I didn't need to get caught and put into prison for life. I just hope he didn't suspect anything weird of me, it would ruin everything.

Dinner! I almost forgot! He was coming over for dinner later and I needed to get started on the cooking right away. What are we going to eat? What am I going to wear? The store was a little bit of a drive, but I needed to go there and pick out something for dinner.

Grabbing the car keys, I headed out as fast as I could. The air was cold like always in this damn town, sometimes I just couldn't stand it. Why couldn't it be hot like it was a summer afternoon?

While stopping at a red light I looked around at the people on the sidewalks. Then I spotted someone.. Someone familiar. The guy I watched for a while today, the one who was kicking a ball against the tree. He was still by the same tree, but this time he was sitting by it all alone.

He looked upset and alone. I could tell he was going through something terrible because that's the same look I had when my father was still alive. I was practically a zombie, I never wanted to smile because it would only be forced and what's the point of smiling if it was forced.

The thought of my father made anger fill out through all of my body. I was glad he was dead, he deserved worse than what I did to him. I wish that I could revive him and then kill him again. I would torture him for all the pain he made me feel.

The sounds of someone honking their horn at me made me break from my reverie and saw the red light turned green. I could see the store off into the distance. It didn't look like there was much people there today. Thank god.

I parked somewhere near the entrance because I needed to get in and out quickly. After getting out the car, I slammed it shut and walked into the nice warm grocery store. Still, I wasn't sure what I wanted to cook yet.

I scanned the aisles looking for anything that sounded appetizing. Something made me really want mexican food right now, it was as if my stomach was practically begging for it. I remembered the aisles by heart because of all the times I've been here. The exotic food aisle was the next one over.

While walking around the corner I heard a woman's voice yell, "Stella! Is that you?" I knew that voice, it was way too familiar.

Just keep walking, maybe she'll think that it's not me and continue on with her life but for some unknown reason she began to follow me, I could hear the sounds of her high heels clicking against the hard ground.

"Stella!" she yelled once more, why do people always feel like they have to strike up a conversation in a grocery store. We're obviously here to get some errands done, so save the talking for some other time.

"Yes?" I tried to put a happy facial expression, but really, I wanted to claw her eyes out right now.

Standing in front of me was Tina Landers. I hated her, she was the town's gossiper. She knew everything and anything about everyone. She used it to her advantage and not in a good way.

I just had a feeling of what she was going to say. It was going to be about my father. The only thing she surprisingly didn't know was that my father beat me like a rag doll when he was alive.

"I'm so sorry to hear about your dad." she put on her fake sympathy face but I could see past it.

"I don't need your sympathy." I hissed at her. I hated her and I surely wasn't going hide it. "I can see through your fake smile and see the ugly beast inside of you, so I suggest you leave me alone before I slap the botox off of you."