Chapter 1: Death / Murder?

 

"Yes, I killed him. We all die eventually, I just happened to kill him a little early." I said

"What was your motive?" He asked.

"Not really a motive, I'd say. I was just upset at the time." I replied and took a sip of water.

"Are you sure it had nothing to do with your family's history?" He asked.

"It doesn't matter if I'm a part of an inbred family, but I do despise pedophiles and rapists which we have a lot of in my family," I answered.
"Does that have anything to do with killing your siblings?" He asked.

"Mmm, partially, I guess..." I answered honestly.

"Is there any reason your brother's death was particularly gruesome?" He asked.

"..." I did not reply. Why would they need to know the abuse I went through because of him? He hit me, manipulated me, tried to kill me, and he's part of the reason I have an unwarranted fear of masculine people. I smiled remembering his last words. Zilch, nothing, nada; he died while 'asleep.' I laughed aloud.

"Why are you laughing, Ms. Marina?" He asked.

Again, I did not reply. I looked straight into his eyes and gave him finger hearts while smiling. 

"Where's my dog?" I asked. Pinky must be hungry.
"Marina, I'm gonna need you to answer my question before I answer yours." He said sternly.

"Let's play 2 truths and 1 lie!" I said enthusiastically. It was getting a little too serious anyways.
"I'll go first! My brother killed himself, I killed my brother, or I have a dog named Pinky?" I looked at him expectantly.

"Mar-"

"Sir, if you want answers, you need to play along." I interrupted.

"Okay, your brother killed himself," he stared at me while I stayed silent.

"You're dead set on that aren't you?" I asked and he nodded.

"Alright, I killed my brother, it wasn't planned, and I was at the dog park at 3 AM the night he died. Which is the lie Mr. Interrogator?" I asked in a playful tone.

"Tsk, we both know there aren't any dog parks near your house, Ms. Marina." He looked fed up with me.

"Are you gonna hit me Mr. Interrogator?" I asked with no emotion visible.

"Why would I hit a suspect?" He asked.

"You looked a little angry," I answered.

"I didn't want my mom to see or hear about what I'd do, so she had to die." I sighed. 

"My brothers all did something bad even if I don't know what it is or was. My sister abused us physically. I remember what she used, but not how it felt. The brother that was abused with me... let's just say he took a wrong turn." I crossed my legs and crossed my fingers on my knees while sitting on the floor.

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"I remember wetting the bed this particular day," I laughed. 

"Funny, huh, wetting the bed at 23." I looked down.

"I tied him to the brand know radiator I got. I had just finished painting it too..." I fiddled with my cuffs.

"Anyways, So I tied him up and cut his legs, and left him to die," I looked back up and smiled. He frowned, crossed his arm while smiling, and said, "That's not correct."

"Okay, fine, I kept him alive for as long as I could while the places I chopped off got infected and he got sick. Damn, that fucking attic stunk of death. I watched as he pissed himself through a cut-off dick. A glass bottle shoved up his ass like a stuffed turkey. I took care of his cat like it was my own. If cats could speak, you'd have found me faster than my dog!" My shoulders shook as I laughed. " I tried the corn thing! Feeding him his own corn-shit back into his mouth would've gotten me off if I was that fucked up. Having his cut-off tongue pierced to his bottom jaw was a really fun day I tell ya. His piss-stained legs festered like fungi. I do think I went a little over-board, but what would I do if not pay him back ten-fold for the damages instead of suing for money? Oh yeah, and my attempt at connecting his stomach to his anus before he died too." I licked my lips as the man pulled me up from my cuffs.

"I'll get you tomorrow," He said and dropped me off at a cell with another woman in it. She looked like a meth addict, her face filled with scars of picking, thin-damaged hair, and as thin as a piece of paper... I'm glad I said no at 16.

TIME SKIP

Mr. Interrogator took me from my cell and into the hallways.
"Where are we headed?- What's your name, Mr. Interrogator?" I asked.
"We're headed to court." He answered.

"But what's your name?" I asked.

"Mac," he answered.

"That's a pretty cool name-" He opened some doors to my left and we were in court! I winked at a news reporter in the crowd. I wonder if I'll be in a thirst trap video. I laughed out loud and stood in the middle of the room.
"What is so funny, Ms. Marina?" Asked a judge.

"It's Mari to you Mister," I answered jokingly.

"Okay, Mari, let's get started on your trial.

-Highlights of the Trial-

No lawyer was present to defend me.

The gruesome photos of the murders contrast the innocent looking me.

Trying to do a little dance for the camera only to get tazzed.

-End of the highlights-

I was deemed guilty of murdering my family, yay.

-In jail-

...

-Out of jail-

I got a lifetime, but due to my good behavior, I got released on parole!

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