Death of a Bachelorette
Kara walked slowly behind Sesa and Mika, noting their every single move.A subtle hand gesture, a twinkle of the eye, a small smile...
She saw it all.
And she'd get her due...
"He's mine, you whore...!" She whispered to herself, snarling and crashing a brick in her hands. Her eyes were a dangerous red, and she covered her breath by a bandana around her neck. "I'll rip you apart and feed you to my dog! I'm going to-"
He saw Sesa stop at a store, say something to her, then walk in.
She smirked darkly, knowing that this was her chance as she walked up to the shy girl.
"Hi, Mika! How are you?~" Kara coos, giving a friendly smile to her. Mika looked up to her and shyly waves. "H-hey, Kara. What are you doing?" She asks, standing and rubbing her hand.
Kara shrugged, then said playfully, "I'm just wondering if you have anything to do. I need help with something."
Mika looks behind her, at the store, then turns back. "OK, what is it?" She asks, following Kara.
Kara smirked. "I need help with this." she says, pointing to an alleyway. "I dropped my phone and it skidded into the alleyway, and I'm afraid of the dark."
Mika smiled. "I'll help."
Kara smiled and followed after her, feeling for her dagger. She touched the hilt, slowly unsheathing it as she moved in.
"I don't see your phone, Kara-san. Maybe it's behind the dumpster." Mika says, bending down and looking under it, her panties showing as she does.
Kara snarls.
"Oh, I know where it is." She says, waiting for her to stand up. When Mika does, she moves quickly, cutting her throat and tossing her into the dumpster. "It's in my pocket, idiot."
Mika chokes on her blood, coughing and clawing at her throat to make it stop. Her vision begins to fade, and she sees a tunnel.
Then, Mika O'Hair is no more, as she is a corpse, set to rot within the disgusting compounds of a trash bin as the killer strolls away, laughing at her own victory against a rival.
Kara was gonna need a new skirt.
"Maybe I'll raid Mika's apartment too. See what she had that I can use."
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Me: Welp, looks like I just killed this person
*looks at keys and wallet*
Me: They won't be needing this anymore will they?
*goes to take their things* See More
*days later is arrested for using a credit card from a murdered person*