I drag my heavy suitcase up the looooonggg stairs. The biohazard mask im wearing is very heavy. Why does this house look like a manor a vampire would live in…. I get that he has the same personality as one. But that’s not an excuse to live in this dark…foolery.

Yuck 💋

I grunt, making my way inside. I inherited my uncle’s house. Such a simple statement, but it’s actually quite the opposite….

My uncle always looked down on me with pity and disdain. ‘The only girl in the family’ he would scoff.

‘The only girl in the family’ is the one who saved his life, dragging him out of the burning house when no one bothered to.

After stripping me from the will, only giving me this piece of junk, i stripped him of his life.

My fingers wipe over the wood, picking up some of the aftermath of the fire. Now I’m the one looking down with disdain. Feeling victorious even.

‘The only girl in the family’ is the one who helped him not only from the fire, but also helped him dig his own grave.

No one knows who actually started the fire. The fire that if put out, would still leave deadly particles around the air.

‘The only girl in the family’. Yes. The only girl in the family, now an honorable mention.

“Revenge is best served cold”, i declare loudly in the echoey house.

💋. 💋. 💋

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11:35 PM.

After clearing the air, setting up new furniture, and getting into bed, I fall asleep soundly.

3:20 AM. I wake up drenched in sweat, looking at my body, at my hands. I dreamt of him. Pushing me down into the coffin, pouring flames inside it before closing it. The same flames i drowned him in.

I can still smell the smoke from my dream….

Hold up…

What im smelling is real!

I jump out of bed, getting out of the room to head downstairs but stop in my tracks when i see the stair and the bottom floor in red angry flames. All the portraits of my uncle seem to be staring at me but with grins.

I look around seeing all the doors of the upper floor close shut with loud bangs! No escape.

Sh*t….

“Please! Im sorry!”, i scream on top of my lungs. No one will here me. This haunted house is in the middle of nowhere.

Ashes are everywhere, flames heading my way. This cant be an accident. I didnt even open the gas tanks responsible for lighting up anything….

I glance at the window, making a split-second decision. Jumping out the window from the second floor, i land in the thick ice cold sheets of snow.

Im wearing nothing but a winter sleep dress.

The fire wont catch me in this freezing backyard. No wood, no flammable objects.

Im cut off when flames start cascading down the house, but instead of extinguishing when they hit the snow like how any fire would, it burns over it.

A blood-curdling scream escapes me when the flames rush towards me specifically. I try my best to to run between this thick snow. The fire isn’t even melting the snow. Just traveling on top of it in a beeline towards me.

One target, and one target only. Me.

I scream and cry as the fire burns me slowly and painfully.

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THIS REVENGE IS SERVED NICE AND HOT 💋 like you babes, 🌺

HAVE GOOD DAY BESTIES 💋