Again, randomass one shot about characters that dont exist whatsoever. Just so you know, this is gonna pretty much be the gist of the book. Mostly random one shots of nonexistent people that came up at the top of my head. Or they're based off something, i dunno.
If yall have any requests of a one-shot i should do, lemme know.

This one-shot will be about Danni, a teenager that has been through trauma and ia now mentally ill. There wont be any suicidal thoughts, but there will indeed be a plot twist UvO
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As I inserted my house key into the lock, I was greeted by it's usual silence and  the sound of the rain beat against the roof of my home repeatedly. The rhythm of it was quite soothing, my dog was simply lying on the floor and snoring softly. I smiled at him and closed my door, locking it behind me. I kneeled down and rubbed his head as his tail wagged excitedly. "Glad I'm home, boy?" I asked him, and he rose his head in response. I laughed and threw a strip of bacon at him.

My dog was pretty much my only real friend, my sister being brutally murdered and my daughter being shot in a gun fight. Good ol' Rufus was my buddy, a caramel colored labradoodle puppy and I got him from the street a year ago. Since then, he's been my trusty buddy and a pet I could talk to.

I heard Rufus whine since I wouldn't  stay in the living room with him. But I couldn't at the moment. I had just gotten off from work at the coffee shop and it's about time for me to talk to my therapist. She's been waiting for me in my room all day. I'm glad she has patience because I've been out of the house for around 5 hours. Once I enetered the room I threw down my bag and sat in front of my therapist. Then I started talking.

"Hello Dr. Albright. Sorry for the wait. Things were busy in the coffee shop."

She remained silent.

"Something happened today at the shop. I met a particular person today and we had a good conversation. We talked about what happened a few years ago and he asked if I was doing ok after my sister got killed. He was a nice guy, but I didn't talk to him after my sister's death. You might not know her. Her name was Sarah and she was 3 years older than me. I didn't know her until a few months before the incident. Turns out my aunt took her to Canada and they lived there for a while. Sarah and I had a 50/50 relationship. Which is why I feel the way I do about her death."

My therapist remained silent and kept her blank expression.

I continued. "The guy I was talking to was her ex, Adam. They were going together at that time. He missed her dearly but he's like the rest of us and we all had to let it go. He's a construction worker now, and doing good. I never knew this till now, but he looks really good with a beard. "

She said nothing. I'm glad she was really attentive and had manners. Hard to find people  like this nowadays.

"Dr. Albright, can I tell you a secret? I didn't really care for Sarah that much. It's really pathetic I got along with her ex rather than her. Not saying she was a bad person, but she wasn't the best. She knew I existed. She didn't ask our aunt if she can visit at all, or if I can come to Canada to see her. I wasn't a part of her life for years. Adam told me she meant well, and was just focused on other things, but nothing is more important than family."

Dr. Albright still remained respectfully silent.

"I bet you're wondering how she died. Well, I got into a contriversy with one of Sarah's exes. Yes, she cheated on Adam but he forgave her, sadly. Her fling was named Scott, and he apparently loved my sister dearly. And he wanted to propose too her. Mainly because she fell pregnant, and the baby wasn't Adam's, but Scott's. Now Adam thought it was his baby, so he was excited. But Scott wanted to attack Adam and kill him because my sister told him she was more in love with Adam than him. He kept begging and begging...but she kept saying no."

"Sarah didn't tell Adam anything that happened. When I confronted Scott, I told him to just leave her alone once and for all. And then he started attacking me, physically and verbally. But I didn't fight back. All I told him was he needed to do was find another girl and leave Adam alone. Well, I was now his target for death. One day, Sarah was going to a doctor's appointment to check on her baby and I told her she could take my car. Unfortunately, Scott had planted a bomb under the seat. And by the time she was halfway there, the car exploded, killing both her and the child."

"I knew he was thinking it was me in the car. But he ended up killing his lover instead. I didn't speak up, for many reasons. But even at that moment I knew I was the cause of her death. I was the real killer."

Dr. Albright remained silent. But I kinds got tired of talking to her. "I'm getting bored with you Dr. Albright," I told her blandly. Then, I took her head off of the pole, leaving some blood and meat behind. I reached into my dresser and pulled out the head of Scott and placed it on the pole, his eye missing and his mouth agap. "Hello, Scott."
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Thhis one shot just randomly popped up    in my head last night so I was like, "Ya know, Imma make this a one shot!"
And I did, so uh hope ya liked it and...Keep calm and sleep on!

Katlady