Let’s write a story!

[♤ n a t a l i e ♤]

in hindsight, she'd been the villain her whole life, there was no point in stopping now

[Lex ᶻ˖ °.ᐟ]

And so she crept down the stairs, adrenaline raced in her veins.

[Allyson]

She slipped soundlessly out the door. Soon, they'd realize the mistake they'd made.

[B , Bookish Bhavya {trying to be active again!}]

That they’d left her alone.

[B , Bookish Bhavya {trying to be active again!}]

Can someone please continue this. :)

[Iria]

Bhavya wrote: "That they’d left her alone."

They had abandoned her. All of them had abandoned her when she was at her lowest. So now she would make them regret it.

[Orla]

Eliana shoved her hands, slashed across the palm from where she'd cut herself on the glass, in the pockets of her jacket and hastily walked down Rovner Avenue.

[jenann]

All she could think about is their betrayal as she walked down the road.

[Orla]

Eliana tried to swat away the thought, but Ella's face lingered. She should be here.

[♤ n a t a l i e ♤]

but she wasnt. And she couldn't do anything about it, that's what hurt the most.

[Niharika✩, Nerdy Niharika {on hiatus}]

Then it hit her. She could do something!

[Orla]

A wicked idea entered her thoughts and Eliana hastened her pace, walking along the street with soft, measured steps.

[♤ n a t a l i e ♤]

it would be difficult, crazy infact, but she could do it.

Eliana raced down the street, knowing what her next destination would be.

[Iria]

And finally, after a twenty-minute ride, she arrived at the cemetery.

[Lex ᶻ˖ °.ᐟ]

climbing out of the car, she bid the driver farewell. her shoes crunched against the gravel. the cool breeze whistled and set an eerie setting to the cemetery. she shuddered, clutching her body into its own hug.

[Orla]

She could feel it: the hum of the dead.
The hum of her sister.

[♤ n a t a l i e ♤]

despite what everyone told her, she knew what she had to do, Eliana grabbed the shovel, and got to work

[Niharika✩, Nerdy Niharika {on hiatus}]

Ella gravestone toppled over. She kept on digging.

[Orla]

A cry burst out of Eliana, and she stumbled back.
Reaching from beneath the dirt was a pale and rotting arm - a hand.

[♤ n a t a l i e ♤]

She dropped the shovel, realizing what she was doing. Eliana burst into tears, looking at the reality that had unfolded what seemed like years ago. Ella was gone.

[Orla]

Somehow, Eliana had convinced herself that maybe this was still a dream. When had it ended? When did it start?

[Lex ᶻ˖ °.ᐟ]

Eliana shuddered once more and looked at the scene around her. Her nails had dark crescents from the digging she had done. A heap of dirt was set to the side. Her dress was now stained as she sits on the cold earth.

[Orla]

Eliana buried her head in her hands. Lifting her head, she realized that there wasn't a scar anymore from where she had cut her hand earlier.

[♤ n a t a l i e ♤]

she checked both hands, realizing even her biggest scars has simply, vanished

[Orla]

Her teary eyes darted to her sister's lifeless arm.

[Iria]

And as she looked at it, as she tried to blink back her tears and clear her vision, she let out a huge gasp and stumbled back; the arm had moved.

[♤ n a t a l i e ♤]

Wiping her eyes she stared down, astonished at what she had just seen, was she seeing things? But then, at the peak of her doubt, the hand moved again, now clawing at the churned dirt above it.

[Orla]

From beneath the sodden soil, she could hear strangled breaths.

[Lex ᶻ˖ °.ᐟ]

Eliana broke herself out of shock. Her dead sister's hand was moving. "Ella?", she whispered hopefully.

[♤ n a t a l i e ♤]

The strangled breaths were turning into yelps, Eliana began digging, oblivious to everything but the hope growing inside her

[Lex ᶻ˖ °.ᐟ]

She saw two fingers twitch again. Her breaths became laboured as she clawed the earth around her desperately. Eliana was tired. But breath by breath, the cool air soothed the burning in her arms.

[Orla]

She took Ella's muddy face in her palms and kissed her, kissed her, and kissed her. On the eyes, the nose, the lips.

[Lex ᶻ˖ °.ᐟ]

Eliana carefully took her hand and traced small strands of Ella’s disheveled hair down to her face. Looking down, she studied Ella’s pale face. In a way, Ella looked peaceful. Her eyes were shut with those thick lashes she didn’t remember she had. Eliana longed for Ella to look at her again with those piercing hazel eyes. The thought of leaving her to finally rest crossed Eliana’s mind.

[Orla]

She had imagined it all. None of it had been real - not the twitching, not the breathing, none of it.

Ella was dead and there was only one thing she could do now.

[♤ n a t a l i e ♤]

Eliana snatched the giant ruby necklace right off of her rotting sister's chest. Then once again, burying her sister, right along with her guilt.

[Lex ᶻ˖ °.ᐟ]

Eliana closed her eyes and let the breeze pass her. The necklace was tight in her fist. How much closure do I need? she silently asked herself.

[Orla]

She clutched the ruby necklace in her hand.
This was the necklace their mother gave Ella for her tenth birthday.

[Cass (all too tired)]

And she was more than willing to do whatever it took.

[Hershey]

She had a plan. A plan that would either bring her closure that she needed or her doom.

[B , Bookish Bhavya {trying to be active again!}]

A plan she was going to implement, at all costs.

[Unknown]

Eliana never believed in ghosts or anything supernatural. These things were completely out of her imagination. Therefore, She would have never even thought of contacting the dead… but this was her sister, one of the person she has ever loved.

[Emily]

So she left the cemetery, necklace still clutched in her hand. She had the first thing she needed now, a possession of the person she needed to contact.

[Jordan]

But Eliana never had a problem with being the villain, after all they are only fighting for what they want like everyone else, the exception is they are willing to do anything to get it.