Shit
Malia. Estelle's aunt walked outside to the porch and took out a pack of cigarettes, taking a cigarette out, placing it in her mouth, putting away the pack, and taking out a lighter.
She remembered her niece, Estelle walking out from a university this day with three students. She wore a teacher's uniform and she seemed to be friends with them. She didn't know about them, except Eren's father saved Estelle.
"What a whore..." Malia muttered, smoking the cigarette and blowing out smoke right after. Malia has chocolate brown, breast length, straight hair, and green eyes. She may have had the same hair color as Estelle, but everything else was different. She had pale nory skin and she was around 170 cm tall.
She took her phone out and checked the time. "11:53..." She muttered as she leaned on the rail, placing the phone back in her pockets and looked at the sky. No one was around. It was basically pitch black. Half-moon in the sky. Arnost was helping a friend move out of her ex's apartment and decided to stay overnight at her new place. Her servant well slept at his own house and her husband. Long dead. So she was alone.
Right?
. . .
Before she knew it she had a rope tied around her neck and was pulled into the house. Seems her murder had every intention in doing so.
~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~~
Levi's P.O.V.
I took a different path since the one I usually take was busy with construction. I had woken up earlier than I intended so I didn't mind walking.
For some reason, Estelle left her apartment much earlier and when I called her, she said she just wanted to look around the school so she wouldn't get lost for the days she has left.
As I walked on the sidewalk I saw 3 police cars and an ambulance. They were entering and leaving the house, they were interrogating a dirty-blonde man who was crying and a grey-haired man who seemed to be wearing a uniform.
I know I should mind my own business, but the dirty blonde haired man seemed oddly familiar.
"My cousins look exactly like twins. Both had dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes."
So he's Estelle's cousin? What the hell happened here?
I sighed and walked up to the scene. Seems the police brigade didn't give a fuck about me. I walked up to Estelle's cousin. He was trying to calm himself as he leaned on a police car and looked up at me, giving me a confused and sad stare.
"Who the hell are you...?" He asked with his voice slightly cracking.
"Levi. A... Friend of Estelle." I answered truthfully. Don't know why, but calling her a friend ached. As if I wanted to call her something else.
He slowly stood up straight and examined at me. "You're friends with that woman? Damn. She really is a slut for looks if she's 'friends' with you." He said sarcastically, with a smirk, forgetting all about his sorrow.
That pissed me off. She wasn't like that at all. Estelle knew me before I got what others called a glow up. Though if I attack him, I'll be the one to blame since I made the first move.
"Sir. Are you a friend of this woman?" I turned and raised a brow at the officer. I had no idea who he was talking about.
"Huh? Who?" I asked turning to face him completely.
"Miss. Scavo."
The surname of Estelle. Her aunt? Her cousin? No Amara is the only cousin she knows and she doesn't live here, that's for sure.
"My mother. Someone murdered her. God, it was disgusting. A messy kill, but they're saying they can't find any trace of the murder. What a bitch..." Estelle's cousin said, his voice filled with anger. "Why the hell would somebody do that...?" He questioned, mostly speaking to himself now.
"Sorry, but I don't know anything about her. I have to get to work now." I said, waving farewell to them and continued my walk to work.
Someone killed Estelle's aunt. She never told me anything about her. Wonder why?
~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~~
I thought about telling Estelle about her aunt as we ate lunch. I don't know their relationship, but I know I should tell her.
"Your aunt." I started as she glanced up and stared at me, humming in response. "Seems she was murdered," I said trying to be calm as possible to not scare her.
~~~~~~~~~~
3rd P.O.V.
"I know," Estelle said calmly. She had a small smirk and you could hear it in her voice.
"Did you pass by that path, as-well?" Levi asked as he stared at her suspiciously.
"Levi." She started, lifting her head and resting her chin on her folded hands. She had such a satisfied smile.
"The scars on my back. Their whip marks, that were caused by my aunt. She abused me, forced me to become a prostitute. That bitch really hurt me for the littlest things. I just got my revenge that's all." Estelle explained with anger and joy, at the same time.
Levi stared at her in shock. "You killed your aunt?" He asked in disbelief.
"You won't tell anyone. Right?" She asked, raising a brow.
So those years she lived with her aunt were hell. And she murdered her own aunt.
The bell rang before he could give her an answer. Estelle placed her lunch away and stood up walking towards the door. "Lunch is over. Don't tell anyone. That's an order." She turned and said with a smile as she opened to door.
Levi had gotten a headache, but it only lasted for a while. He nodded, stood, and took his own lunch, walking out the class and to his own.
~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~~
3rd P.O.V.
"Erwin!" Erwin turned around and saw Estelle running towards him. She let out a big sigh of exhaustion and stood up straight, not showing any sign of tiredness.
"Estelle? Weren't you supposed to leave an hour ago? I'm locking up the place." Erwin turned and faced her, confused as to why she's still here. It is around 5 pm
"Can I lock up? Maybe it'll help me know where everything is." She asked, giving him a smile.
Erwin thought about it and came to a conclusion. He nodded and waved good-bye to her, leaving the school.
Once Estelle locked up every class she went to the music room. The most soundproof room in the school. The instruments were very well muffled, which was great.
It's also great for someone who wants to shout their lungs out. It'll just be muffled.
Estelle walked into the room and closed the door behind her. She walked to the middle of the room and sat down on the seat.
Then.
She yelled in agony, realizing what she's done. She just leaned forward in the chair, sobs not stopping and yelling her lungs out.
"Shit. Shit! SHIT! What the FUCK did I do?! What the hell was I thinking? I've killed people, but what the fuck! I even got Levi involved..." She cursed and muttered to herself.
I can still remember her screams. My kills are quick, not slow... I just- wanted her to feel what I felt all those years...
I really fucked up...