“Okay, okay, they’re gone! Will tu stop being such a whining bitch, now?” the brunette woman scoffed as she jumped of the washing table.
Erin looked up and wiped her tears. She sought support against the ducha, ducha de lining and stood.
“You again! Who are you?” she hissed frustrated. The woman picked up a towel and handed it to her.
“I told you. I’m your friend” she smiled mischievous. Erin jerked the towel out of her hands and wrapped it around her body.
“Friends don’t try to scare their friends to death” Erin snapped.
“Scare you?” the woman asked, playing innocent. “I just want tu to see the truth”
“What truth?”
“Get dressed. There’s something I need to mostrar you” the woman commanded. Erin stared at her and held the towel tightly. “Oh, for the amor of Lucifer” the woman said, rolling her eyes. “Get dressed!”
Started Erin quickly put on her clothes. She wanted to brush her teeth and comb her hair, but the woman grabbed her arm. “We don’t have time for that” She dragged Erin downstairs and stopped in the living room.
When Erin saw Marge and Cliff sitting on the sofá her mouth opened and she wanted to scream, but the woman pressed her hands against her mouth, suppressing the sound.
“See what you’ve done?” she whispered. Erin shook her head heavily and started crying again. The woman let her go.
“No. No, I didn’t! Why would I kill my parents?” she sobbed panicking. Her eyes widened and she looked at the woman. “It was you. tu killed them!”
“Honey, my hands are clean” the woman said, mostrando Erin her hands. “Yours on the other hand”
Erin looked down at her hands to find them covered in fresh blood. “No” she mumbled agitated as she tried to wipe the blood off.
“You told them tu don’t know them” the woman started. “But they wouldn’t listen. They were trying to hold tu back from finding out the truth. tu had no choice”
“What am I supposed to do now?” Erin asked helpless.
“What tu do best” the woman smiled secretive. “Run”