forum School RP (Closed 😬Stalkers welcome)

Started May 14, 2018 by Deleted user

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“Is Lillian sleeping?” The question was more directed to Belle than Ryan.

She glanced down the stairs. "She's still asleep." Her voice was scratchy and rough, like she hadn't used it in a while and her throat was cluttered with rocks.

Darren sighed and pushed himself up, stumbling to the door and looking down the stairs like he was going to do it himself. He hard a voice, “Mom?”

Her head shot up, accidentally smacking against the wall. "Ow! Fuck, that hurt!" She rubbed her head, her emotions back to normal.

Lillian yawned as her eyes blinked open. She let out a sigh as her head fell back down.

Darren didn’t notice, he took his first step and nearly fell down the stairs. Tears filled his eyes, “Mom,” Linda didn’t say anything g like she was playing some cruel game with Darren.

She walked downstairs, mumbling under her breath and occasionally wincing in pain from hitting the wall.

Darren sat down on the steps, defeated. His moms twin smiled smugly at Belle with no intentions of saying anything to Darren. “Mom,” he whispered.

Lillian sat up and continued yawn. Her brain still wasn't functioning possibly.

This woman was already annoying her and she just walked in. The smug smile made her want to grind her teeth. "The fuck you looking at lady? I've heard of good and evil twins but this is the first I've seen an evil twin in real life."

Linda spoke up, “Yes dear?”
Darren’s eyes lit up childishly, “Mom?” He stumbled down the stairs and saw Linda. He was too delirious to tell the difference or remember his mom died. He looked confused by Lillian and Belles presence.

Don't do it. Don't do it. I know you want to but don't do it. Do what? Stab that bitch. Ah. Makes sense. "This bitch…" She muttered. Her fingers twitched. Insanity was calling.

There was something cold about Linda’s eyes that differed from Darren’s sweet kind eyes to Mach his mother’s. He froze and it clicked. He no longer looked confused just angry, “Fuck you,” he sneered.

"About damn time." Belle clasped her hands together so the twitching would be less noticeable.

Lillian slowly got off the couch. Her brain was back and she was pissed. Linda literally just fucked with Darren's head. She was about to get fucked up.

“Excuse me?” Linda sneered back.
“FUCK YOU!” Darren shouted. Linda was taken back by his yelling. “Don’t talk toe like that,” Darren’s hands balled into fists.

"And why the hell shouldn't he? You got a problem with it?" The twitching was growing stronger. The temptation to punch this woman at full force was extremely strong.

Lillian beat them both to it her fist flying across Linda's face with scary force and preciseness. She snarled, "Fuck you!"

“It’s disrespectful. Who do you think you are boy?” Darren took a step forward, “Don’t make me tell your father son,” Darren stepped back before stumbling up the stairs angrily.

Lillian beat them both to it her fist flying across Linda's face with scary force and preciseness. She snarled, "Fuck you!"

(Oh. Shit. Get. Wrecked.)

“Look what you did,” Linda gestured to Darren dramatically walking up the stairs.

She looked at Lillian. "If you won't slap her, can I?" This woman was probably why this family was so broken. She toyed with her knife behind her back, just out of sight.

Lillian snarled still in a bad mood, "Be my guest Belle."

She followed after Darren.

Darren slammed his door in his room, he threw his desk and tipped it over. He screamed angrily but it turned into weak sobs as he crashed to his knees and held his head. His brain felt like fire, he wasn’t supposed to lift anything and the desk was far more than 20 lbs.

"Thank you m'lady." She walked up to her, an innocent smile on her face, and backhanded her, the sound resonating through the house. "Now, I'm going to say this once and once only so listen carefully. I will give you ten seconds to get your sorry ass out of this house and never return. If you're still here, then this pretty little knife is gonna end up through your damn heart." She twirled her knife, her sweet smile holding a sinister motive. "One…Two…"

(Lol)
Linda was confused. She wouldn’t hurt her. Linda scrambled out anyways, valuing life too much to stay.

Lillian walked up against his door and knocked softly, "Can I come in?"

She sighed, putting her knife away and her twitching slowly fading. "Ugh, I wish Insanity wasn't so useful in times like these otherwise I'd get rid of her."