Something beautiful is a story written by a user named MegIz. It’s about a girl who is walking home one night when she meets a strange person in the darkness.
As she walked home, Malerie Vanderwaal clutched her school books tightly to her chest. It was already past 2 AM. She looked around nervously. She knew that the area she was passing through was a bad neighborhood.
She flipped her long, wavy strawberry blond hair from her face and closed her sea blue eyes, praying that she wouldnâ€™t run into any trouble.
Suddenly, she felt a presence behind her. She turned around and saw a girl standing there.
Malerie got such a fright, she clutched her chest. Her heart was racing and she was breathing heavily.
â€œY-you scared m-me,â€ she stuttered, barely managing to get the words out of her mouth.
“Did I?” asked the girl, flashing a smile. â€œI’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to. Iâ€™m Bella.â€ She held out a perfectly manicured hand.
Malerie shook and returned a nervous smile. â€œMy name’s Malerie.â€
â€œYouâ€™re very pretty,â€ Bella said.
â€œThank you,â€ Malerie whispered. “So are you.”
â€œThis neighborhood has a bad reputation,” said Bella. “It’s not safe to be walking around here at night. Why don’t you come over to my house and wait until it gets light out.â€
â€œUh, sure. Why not,â€ Malerie shrugged her shoulders and accepted Bella’s offer.
They walked the short distance to Bellaâ€™s house and when they went inside, Malerie gasped. The house was beautiful.
â€œLet me show you my room,â€ Bella said, grabbing Malerie by the wrist and leading her upstairs.
When she opened the door to her bedroom, Malerie took one look and turned to run away. Bellaâ€™s grip was too stong. The room was full of torture tools, and pictures of serial killers lined the walls. Bella pushed Malerie in.
â€œDonâ€™t worry,” she growled. “Itâ€™ll only hurt for a second.â€
Meanwhile, Malerie’s roommate Tara was getting impatient. She shook her head nervously. Where was Malerie? She was supposed to be at home a few hours ago. She was so worried that she was tempted to contact the police. However, she couldn’t report Malerie as a missing person. She hadnâ€™t been gone for 24 hours.
To allay her fears, Tara decided to pay a visit to her neighbor, Dameon. She walked across the street and knocked on his door.
Dameon opened the door and furrowed his eyebrows. â€œTara? What are you doing here?â€
â€œMalerieâ€™s been missing for a few hours. Will you help me find her?â€
Dameonâ€™s tight black shirt clung to his chest, exposing the six pack beneath it.
â€œI canâ€™t help you.â€ He answered, sympathy in his dark chocolate eyes. â€œIâ€™m sorry.â€
â€œFine.â€ Tara sighed. â€œIâ€™ll look for her myself.â€
She turned to leave but then she felt a firm hand on her shoulder.
â€œIâ€™ll help you.â€
Bella got out of the shower. The bathroom was full of steam. She wiped the mirror and stared at her reflection as she wrapped the towel around herself.
â€œYou are beautiful,â€ she said.
She took of her towel, and clawed at her skin.
â€œYou are beautiful,â€ She repeated. She began to chant it. She ripped off her own skin and walked into her bedroom. She put on Malerieâ€™s skin and took a deep breath.
â€œBeautiful,â€ she sighed.
Tara had figured out Bellaâ€™s secret. She had peeked in Bellaâ€™s window and saw her put on Malerieâ€™s skin.
In disgust, she pulled away. Dameon gave her a look and said, â€œWhat?â€
â€œAlright. Are we done?â€
â€œNo. Stay right here. Iâ€™ll be right back.â€ Tara said and walked up the porch steps to Bellaâ€™s house. She knocked.
Bella opened the door seconds later. She smiled and said, â€œCome in!â€
Tara stepped in and pinned Bella against the wall. â€œYou monster! You killed my sister!â€
Bella grasped Taraâ€™s wrist and whirled around, turning the tables on Tara. â€œYou better back off. Donâ€™t tell anyone. Or I will end you,â€ she hissed.
â€œWhy don’t you take me to your room,â€ said Tara. “Get it over with.”
â€œSure,â€ Bella smiled.
As soon as they entered the torture room, Tara wrenched free of Bella’s clutches and grabbed a knife. Turning swiftly, she stabbed Bella in the heart with it. Blood seeped through Bellaâ€™s clothes. She fell to her knees, then hit floor face-first and lay there motionless.
Tara dropped the bloody knife from her shaking hands. She turned around to leave, when suddenly, she was tackled from behind.
â€œHow dare you try to kill me!â€ Bella screamed, picking up the knife and cutting Taraâ€™s throat.
Dameon watched the scene play out. He ran away, thinking, Iâ€™m not going to die.
A few weeks later, Dameon walked into his bedroom and found Taraâ€™s dead carcass laying on his bed. He screamed.
Bella appeared from inside the closet and smiled.
â€œI leave no survivors,â€ she said.
(MegIz says: Hey Guys! Another story! Hope you like it :) Sorry it was too long. And stupid.)