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Dear Diary
My name is Helena Onyx Eclipse. Well actually my name is Patricia Roberts but on the inside I’m Helena Onyx Eclipse. I stand here at this party with all these normies; they don’t know my secret. I can stop time. I don’t know when it started all I know is that I don’t remember a time I couldn’t. When I stop time I kill people. It’s fun because I don’t have a soul. Tonight I’m going to
“Hey, Patricia? I was gonna go get something to drink, you want something?” Olivia interrupts my thoughts. (so stupid)
“Huh? Oh yeah sure, could you get me- what do they have over there?” I reply cause it’s the only way they’ll believe I’m a normie.
“Oh shit- I have no idea. Uhm David you know what’s over there?” she asks my boyfriend, David. (He’d be in my top 8 if people still used Myspace, I was so born in the wrong geno)
“Yeah there’s like sprite and coke and crap. Like the most average sodas? You could just check yourself y’know” David noted. He’s so aloof I love that about him.
“Can you get me a coke, kay? You’re the best Olive!” I beamed. Not ‘cause I was happy or anything, I just can’t draw attention to myself.
She leaves and I look in the window. My long blond hair flows down my back with flickers of blue peeking out. I really need to cut it. My cyan dress compliments my blue eyes and hugs my petite figure. I wish I was in black. I hold my purse up to the window; it’s a pearly white and shines in the dim lights, like my dress. I hate shit that shines. I look down at my silver heels that glitter also in the lights. My feet are killing me, I’d be so much more comfortable in Demonias.
I turn to my boyfriend, his fluffy brown hair almost covering his green eyes. His face is adorned with freckles like little black holes. He’s wearing a black sweatshirt (like my soul) and ripped jeans. I open my diary back up.
Tonight I’m going to kill my boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend Jessica. (I HATE that BITCH!!! She totally still likes my boyfriend! MY BOYFRIEND!! SHE BROKE UP with HIM! She is obviously jealous of me cause I’m so pretty and she’s a normie and I’m not!) Anyways, I’m also gunna kill some randos. Idk maybe I’ll head into the countryside, kill some farmers. I don’t really care. Something to fill the hole in my heart where my soul should be. (Damn, I should write poetry or something). To fill the gaping hole, I try to kill at least three people per night. It helps quiet the screaming in my head. (always a plus).
“Patty! I got your Coke!” Olivia yelled. “The drink, not the drug! You know that though so uhm…” she laughs to herself. I laugh along, fake of course; probably the first time I’ve laughed in years. My life is full of darkness.
“I told you not to call me that! But thanks” I take the drink, “Where's yours?”
“I actually realized I didn’t want anything, just wanted to snap you out of your little world. And why can’t I call you a cute nickname? I mean you call me ‘Olive’- I like it of course! Plus Patty is super cute!” Olivia rambles. She talks a lot.
David puts his arm around my shoulder, “I agree with your friend Patty, it’s real cute, might just have to start calling you that.”
I feel my pale face flush, I hate when it does that. “No it’s not, it's so dumb. You two seriously need to get a life.”
I’m sick of this. I don’t even know why I keep going to these parties. (Well actually I do, it’s a coverup for my murders) I stop time, they all freeze. Olive looks like she was just about to start speaking again. David is staring past me at his basketball friends. They’re stupid and loud. Not like it’s my problem, my night is just beginning.
I exit the house looking for Jessica’s house. (Her stupid house. Even if I couldn’t stop time I still think I’d kill her. She is such a slut!) I take off my heels and start running through the street, staring at the cars frozen in time beside me. Like my heart. Frozen. Never beating. My heart stopped beating the first time I plunged a knife into someone. I think I’m like a vampire. I stalk my prey and kill them in the night. (I think I’m less of a normie Twilight vampire and more like an Anne Rice vampire. Maybe if I stop time forever I’d be immortal too.)
I arrive at that bitch’s house. I pick the lock (look, I’ve gotta hide my tracks even when I’m frozen in time!) I head upstairs and grab my pocket knife from my purse. I scan the doors and decide the middle door looks the bitchiest. I was right. Sitting on the bed was Jessica scrolling through her phone. (probably her onlyfans, a slut and a narcissist what a bitch. I doubt she has any subscribers. She's so ugly with her silky black hair and dark eyes that look like they know your soul. I hate her.) Her room is just as obnoxious as her, a wall with hanging leaves and plants on the shelves. I stare at her. Such a shame she's such a bitch and stupid bitches have to die. I slit her throat, twice as I do with all my victims. The blood doesn’t flow out. I leave her house, not even thinking about what her parents will think when they see their ‘beautiful’ daughter dead.
I start to head to the countryside. (My feet are starting to hurt, I thought taking off my heels was a good idea, but no the world hates my guts.) I see a house, red like blood, the blood I never get to see flow out of Jessica’s neck. I open the door. The stupid people around here don’t think they’ll be next. (All they hear about is ‘The Spotless Vampire’ and don’t even lock their doors! Are people seriously that stupid? And those articles think I'm a guy. Girls can kill too you know) I go upstairs and open the first door to my right. A couple is sleeping in their bed. The room looks dusty with the moonlight shining through the window. (they should really clean) I walk up to the man and slit his throat twice.
“That should do” I mumble to myself “Just have to find another house now and head back to the party”
I’m back on the streets looking for the final victim to temporarily fill the void. All the houses look the same. Same broken roofs and rickety window shutters. I choose the best looking house at the end of the third street in this random ass town. The door is also unlocked. (I was kind of looking forward to lock picking, what's wrong with these people?) The moment I enter the house smells like normies. I, for the final time tonight, head upstairs and open the first door to the left. Inside is a bedroom full of blue. (seriously get a better color for your room) I walk up to the bed and in it is a young woman, so unaware of her fate. I slit her throat twice and leave.
The hole in my heart is finally filled, for now. I head back to the party and put my heels back on. I stare in the same window and fix my hair and make sure I look just as put together as before (at least as close as I can get). I grab my coke and slide back under my boyfriend’s arm finally starting time again.
“Are you embarrassed about having a nickname in front of your boyfriend?” Olivia says what she’s been wanting to say for probably about 2 hours. (I don’t know, clocks don’t move when you literally stop time)
“No! I just hate nicknames! Why do you even need to-” David interrupts me, “Hey I’m going to go talk to my friends, see you soon Patty.” He leaves before I could get another word in.
Once he’s out of earshot Olivia starts yapping again, “ Jeez is he like allergic to PDA or something? I mean I know he just had his arm around your shoulder and stuff but aren’t you supposed to kiss your girlfriend when you leave?”
“I think you need to get a boyfriend before you start commenting on mine.”
“Well- shut up.” Olivia looks down at my drink “I’m actually going to go get my own Coke I’ll be right back!”
As she practically skips off I continue my diary entry-
I just finished killing those people. Jessica obviously, some dusty old guy and a woman obsessed with blue. I wonder how long it will take for people to notice they’re dead. I love turning on the TV to see another news anchor confused about how three people died at the same time with no proof of break in. They always look so stupid. Not like I care. And with that I have another successful night of filling the gaping hole that my soul left.
*insert pleasantry here*
Helena Onyx Eclipse