Story 1: Blue

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My name is Evelyn Parker, I'm a psychopath, I have no parents, I killed them, I cry the colour blue, I'm shattered inside

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My name is Evelyn Parker, I'm a psychopath, I have no parents, I killed them, I cry the colour blue, I'm shattered inside. These are only a few things about me. I started like this:

I was four when my two year old brother died of cancer. I was six when my grandfather died of a heart attack and ten when my grandmother was electrocuted and died. When I was fifteen I killed my father in an alleyway, stabbing him in the heart twenty-seven times, nineteen when I shot my mum, she was dying of breast cancer anyway. I'm twenty-four now and I've only just been put in an asylum. I have no friends in the asylum, but, who has time for friends right? not me. 

I read almost all the time, I don't like to leave my cell though. Made that mistake once. My cell consists of a small bed, a chair that's surprisingly comfortable for an asylum, a shelf and a mirror, in which I stared at constantly, until I broke it. I hated how I looked and I punched the mirror wanting a different reflection to the one I had. Blue eyes, pale skin, white hair and peach lips. I had makeup on all the time, mainly, mascara, eyeliner and blue lipstick to match my eyes. 

Overnight I hear the guards lock up and leave. Pretty stupid if you ask me. Leave a bunch of psychopaths ALONE. Their decision though so. There is this one guy, he's one of the doctors, and might I say he's pretty hot. Not that I've seen him shirtless or anything. He stays sometimes. His name is Alden Tate, he was rich growing up but his parents hated him and put him in an orphanage, sometimes I feel sympathy for him and wonder how he didn't go insane. My parents hated me too, they always found it funny to bash me up. Even on my birthday, christmas, new years eve and any other fun day for me. I hated them back, enough for me to go insane and kill them. Alden's parents are probably on a boat right now insulting him and how he works in an asylum, the thought makes me want to kill them for him.

I get pulled out of my thoughts when there is a bang on my cell door. I walk over to see Alden standing there crying. "Oh my god Alden, are you okay?" I asked allowing him to come him knowing he has the key to my cell like he always does. "I just received this text," He said showing me his phone.

0469876354 - I wish you died when we tormented you as a child. You are a curse upon our world and we all hate you except for that stupid girl, mmm whats here name, Evelyn thats it. That stupid psychopathic girl named Evelyn. 

I started crying and engulfed Alden into a hug. "Ignore them, they are stupid to say that about me, about us," I say kissing his cheek softly. "I love you Alden thats all that matters, I care for you, you make me sane." I say facing him to me. He leans in slowly, our lips locked and thats when I realise it...

I make him sane too. 


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Word count- 540 

Authors note 

I wrote this surprisingly quick for me. Like only an hour or two of writing with a few breaks.  Plus it's my first original story! Congrats me

Any way hope you guys enjoy this story tell me if you want me to continue this in an actual book or if i should write more like this. 

Might update soon, I don't know. 

Bye for now :)

-NetWolfing

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