Chrissy sat in the front seat of her car, drenched in blood. She was parked in front of her one floor house. Nessa's blood had stained the front of Chrissy's plaid button up shirt and some had even gotten on her blue skinny jeans.
Chrissy opened her trunk door, revealing Nessa pale dead body. Chrissy grabbed
Nessa and swung her over her shoulder.
Chrissy's house had two bedrooms. One was empty so Chrissy decided to leave
Nessa there until she turned. She entered the room and laid Nessa out on to the
floor. She realized Nessa's mother was. She took Nessa's phone and texted
Hey, Mom :). Staying at Chrissy's tonight. See you
tomorrow. Love you <3.
met Nessa's mother two months ago. She knew Nessa's mother was too wrapped up
in her own life to care too much about who Nessa stayed the night with and
where. But she figured it wouldn't hurt to take extra precautions.
Chrissy threw her blood stained clothes in a trash bag to be burned later. She
washed the rest of Nessa's blood out of her straight blonde hair. She
changed into another pair of blue skinny jeans and yet another plaid button up
shirt. After more than a hundred years Chrissy was positive she had finally
found her signature look.