Evillious Chronicles (13 year old & a bisexual edition)
Kelp knew his secret.
How did this happen?
How did Kelp find out he was a bisexual?
She was going to tell the church. He knew it. How could they? After all the trust they’d built up together, all the fun times, all the times he’d ruffled her hair and said “I’m proud of you,” it would go down the drain because he was a homo?
It was because of their daddy issues. Fuck girls with daddy issues. He’ll never be a father figure again.
But when he walked to Kelp’s house to give her a piece of his mind, knife in hand, he knew he couldn’t do it.
Their bright smile came to mind. So did her scheming face.
He took a moment before knocking on the door, unready for what awaited. Kelp soon answered after a few seconds, opening the door with a smile on her face. "What brings you here?" Kelp asked, interested. "Oh nothing.." John replied. "May I come in?" He asked, a million thoughts racing through his head. "Of course! Just lock the door behind you." Kelp entered the house, John following after. He closed the door and locked it. A receipt was on the counter, the receipt. Intrigued, John looked at the contents of it.
"..Oh Hi Dog," because John was a bumbling idiot with a missing prefrontal cortex, he read the suspicious receipt aloud. In front of of the suspected dog murderer - Kep.
"Oh, that? It's just a silly thing! It's a pet store. I get stuff for my dogs there."
John pushed it further. He read through the contents of the receipt: knives, meat grinder..
He couldn't go on reading it. John knew this teen was up to no good, and she performed despicable acts no sane person would ever think of.
He needed to serve justice in a swiftly manner. So, John readied his favourite cross.
"..Yes, this dog store," his voice was filled with contempt. The child before him was nothing more than a lowly dog murderer who got off to the suffering of dogs.
He's replayed shooting this putrid criminal in his head a million times. To expel the demon within her, to purge the world of this evil.
But when the girl looked at him, he just couldn't do it.
"You know - it is just a pet store. Silly boys like you shouldn't question something like that," she spoke like a stereotypical villain. God, how John wanted her to shut up.
"Ah, well. It'll be simple."
John fell to the floor.