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My Only Sunshine	By : AberrantScript Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 5832 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Death lies on her like an untimely frost upon the sweetest flower of all the field."
Leni sighed dreamily as she hugged the book to her chest.
She'd visited Lincy again last night, only for him to believe it a dream yet again. It made her heart frown. It made her come back to her room and cry softly into her pillow. It made her wish she would just die so the pain swirling inside her soul would finally go away.
It physically hurt her… every second that went by and she was not with her precious brother, her only sunshine.
She'd ended up not being able to sleep, and dark bags were beginning to form under her eyes. But that's ok. Makeup was invented for good reason; so Lincy wouldn't be exposed to her hideous form. Besides she'd have plenty of time to sleep after she'd ensured Lincy was all hers.
My only sunshine. Mine alone…
She set her book aside and crawled out of bed with a sleepy yawn, throwing a hand over her mouth on instinct. She turned to look at her vanity. Then, back at the book laying on her bedsheets.
And then something just clicked inside her brain.
Something she was taught as a little girl.
So, forgoing her usual morning routines, she headed toward her door… only pausing long enough to slip off her panties and throw them in the corner.
With only a sheer nightgown on and a tilted smirk, Leni entered the hallway.
Her bedroom door shut with a faint thunk.
A foot stepped out of a doorway, swiftly followed by another. Two blue slippers greeted the morning, the air around them calm and ominous.
Golden locks swirled around a proud face as a lean body twisted to place a set of keys in a purse.
Parked along the curb, a car sat running; some nameless body sitting in the driver's seat.
Lori settled into the passenger seat and looked over to the female friend.
Who was she anyway?
Lori didn't know nor cared. All she was, her purpose in life, was to be an instrument to Lori's will. It didn't matter what her name was.
Jenny, Anne, Mikaila…? Whatever, I'll call her Bob. That's generic enough for what she's worth. At least I think she's a she…
Lori none-so-subtly gawked at the girl's flat chest, girlish face, and long hair.
Alright, Bob, I'll just call you an "it"… not like your life's valuable enough to have a gender anyway.
Lori chuckled, and Bob turned to look at her funnily.
Oh, how stupid all these Bobs were. This was, what, her tenth one since she moved into the apartment?
She shrugged as she handed a slip of paper with the address to Bob.
That's all they were to Lori… mindless bags of flesh placed on this earth for her sexual gratification.
And when she was done with them…
Lori grinned widely, the sun hiding behind a cloud at the terrible sight.
That's when the real fun begins.
Lincoln woke up way earlier than he was used to. His tired eyes flopped open, bloodshot and dull. His scratchy throat strained to swallow the spit gathered in his mouth. He ran his hands, weak from fatigue, down his grouchy face before he glared at the door.
Those two stupid twin sisters were groaning and moaning again. Probably punched each other out because one just happened to breathe the same air as the other. Gosh, twins can be real idiots sometimes.
He trudged out of bed in just his briefs. He put on a pair of shorts and that was all he had the strength for.
His eyes were half-lidded, blank, and emotionless except for a faint glimmer of anger.
He walked to the door, gripping the handle to turn it…
It got stuck and he smacked his forehead right into the door. Gosh!
Stupid twins.
Stupid door.
Growling, he twisted the knob harshly, and then flung it open.
He stomped over to their door and put his hand on it.
He could hear them crying in pain, coughing, and groaning. Seriously, what did they do to each other? He gnashed his teeth in irritation. It was waaaay too early to deal with Lana and Lola. He swore they were worse than the older sisters… and they hadn't even reached puberty yet!
Gosh, I'm too old for this garbage…
Like an old man facing the last hours of his life, he turned the handle and swung the door open.
His mouth fell open when he saw them… each laying in her own bed.
He took a good look at them.
They were pale and stricken, shivering under their blankets, and coughing harshly.
He walked over to Lana, his shoulders slumped and his face worried. He placed a hand on her forehead.
She felt so cold, so clammy… almost lifeless.
Lana croaked pitifully. "L-L-Linc, i-it huuurts…"
His heart broke into tiny pieces when her shaking hand gripped his wrist. She felt so weak. She looked so sick. I-i-it was probably just a cold, right? Y-y-yeah… s-she's just being dramatic.
He walked over to Lola and saw that her eyes were clenched shut, her mouth panting for air. It was coming in almost like a hiss.
It must be some cold if it's that hard to breathe…
He gently lifted her forward and placed another pillow under her. When she sat down, her breathing came a little easier, but that pained expression never wavered.
Oh, man, this is serious… they probably have the flu.
He hurried out of their room to find his mom… but not before making a quick stop in the bathroom to wash his hands. And his face.
Leni strolled around the backyard, humming thoughtfully to herself. She went over to the shed and stared through the window curiously.
Didn't dad have a steel cord on that hook?
She shrugged. Sure, it was unusual… it should have been there.
Where's dad's sledgehammer?
Seriously, was everything going missing these days? She'd only just taken stock of it all a couple days ago.
When you have as many rats living in your house as Leni does, you've got to be prepared for every possible situation… and that means keeping track of all your weapons and supplies.
Ah, the chains are still in place. Good, good.
She smiled at them, imagining two particular sisters sitting in wooden chairs face to face… in the middle of the woods… baring their hearts out to each other in their final moments. Both so terrified… one so excited to share her love, the other so confused and hurt…
Leni shook her head to clear her mind of the hopeful daydream. But she couldn't stop herself from turning to glance up at Luna and Luan's bedroom window.
She grinned sideways, winking at no one in particular.
Turning back to the shed, she walked around behind it.
And there she found what she was looking for.
A peculiar weed that her parents warned her to stay away from.
Their dad normally kept everything maintained (either through himself or child slavery)… but he must've been lazy this past week.
And in just a few short days, this single, beautiful plant sprouted up from the ground.
It had a slender, splotchy stem and serrated leaves.
But the gorgeous part of the plant, its pretty white flowers, were arranged into numerous little bundles which sprouted off its branches.
Leni couldn't help but think it looked like a firework exploding… an appropriate metaphorical illustration for what she felt for her sunshine.
She brought gloves, a bag, and a pruner.
She hummed and bounced her head side to side, her rear swinging in time to an invisible beat, as she cut off each bundle and stuffed them into the bag.
She brought it up to her eyes and looked at it fondly. She ran a gloveless hand along the bare plastic as she felt her heart speed up.
Oh, Lincy, if only you realized what you do to me~
Lucy leaned up in bed, slowly, her arms crossed before her chest. Her gaze slowly turned to a sleeping Lynn and she frowned.
So, Luan was sneaking in here at night, blackmailing Lynn for sex…
It didn't sound right, but she'd trust something as innocent as Leni over the mischievous Luan any day of the week.
Then again, she stayed awake all night to keep watch over her sister, and no Luan showed up.
Funny…
But she threw it out of her mind. It didn't need to be logical. As long as Lynn's behavior was excused, as long as Lynn could continue to be the perfect big sister to an adoring, infatuated Lucy… all would be good in the world.
Besides, Leni had offered a fairly simple solution to the whole problem.
"Just get rid of the problem, Lucy… then, there won't be any more problem… it'll just be you and Lynn forever and ever… doesn't that sound great~?"
Yeah, it sounded amazing.
A light blush coated her pale cheeks as she got up and walked over to her sister's sleeping form.
Lynn was the image of perfection. She was so strong, so determined, so self-willed…
Compare that to boring, creepy Lucy… with no backbone, courage, or strength.
Lucy needed Lynn, and, as experience showed, Lynn needed her, too.
Lynn could fill her up with good feelings in just one little speech…
Lucy would cradle her big sister to her bosom as Lynn sobbed out her heartaches…
They were rare, but still Lucy was the only sister that Lynn relied on.
They were like each other's rocks… they made each other complete, whole, perfect…
Until that stupid Luan came into the picture!
She grit her teeth as she walked over to the door and gripped the handle in an angry fist.
They were perfectly fine… here in this little bubble of safety: where it had always just been Lucy and Lynn, Lynn and Lucy… two sisters that needed each other, loved each other, perfected each other~
She opened the door and her eyes widened considerably as a string suddenly snapped before her eyes. A series of tumblers and gears whirred to life and before she knew it a ten pound slab of steel was coming right at her face!
Steamrolling through the air at breakneck speeds, the sledgehammer grazed across her black hair, pulling it with her as the weapon cut through the air like a blunt knife.
Yet, it passed by… and returned… and passed by again. And there it sat, swinging above Lucy's head like a clock's pendulum, until it came to a stop right on top of her flattened hair.
She could feel the cold steel against her scalp, and she snorted in derision.
Idiot. If you're gonna design a trap to kill either of two people, you have to take into account their vastly different heights.
She blew her bangs out of her face as she stepped into the quiet hallway.
The house was quiet.
She heard the backdoor open. Hmm, someone must've just went outside.
She heard their parents' bedroom door open, followed by Lincoln's frantic speech. Gosh, older siblings… I'm getting too old for their drama.
She turned to the bathroom and smiled crookedly when she saw it was open.
Her feet moved like a shadow upon the earth, swiftly, silently, unstoppable…
She opened the medicine cabinet and immediately zeroed in on her target.
Dad's heart medicine… just what this situation needs.
She picked up a bottle of capsules, nitroglycerin to be precise, and she ran a finger over the white cap in wonder.
Amazing, how just a few of these discreetly placed in, say, Luan and Luna's morning coffee would give them heart attacks.
Lucy grinned wickedly as she stepped before the sisters' closed bedroom door.
So, you want to steal my Lynn's heart, do you? Well, how's about I steal yours instead… or rather, give it to the county morgue.
She stuck her tongue out at the door before she left for her own bedroom, hiding the medicine in a closed coffin.
Lori stood just a little ways in the woods near her hometown. A few hundred feet behind her, the car sat in a parking lot for a hiking trail. A few feet in front of her, Bob sat on the ground, tied to a tree and gagged.
Its eyes were wide and scared, its arms thrashed against the bonds. Yet, it was in vain.
And Lori, ever the merciful mistress that she is…
Leant down to a rock and turned it over…
And there she found a tiny black spider with eight spindly legs and a blood-red hourglass on its back…
And she caught it in a cup and brought it over to her victim.
Bob's eyes cried in fright, tears running over the leather bound gag as it saw the spider crawling up the sides and sliding down in anger.
Lori looked at the spider lovingly, laying a gentle kiss against the cup.
Lori pulled its shirt out and was surprised to see a bra.
Huh, guess Bob's a girl after all…
Then, she brought the cup over to the gap between shirt and neck.
Not like it matters now…
And she tipped the angry spider into the crevice, right beside her heart.
Lori sat down in front of the shivering girl, waiting, almost panting in anticipation.
In hours… minutes… seconds… she saw the girl twitch in pain, and Lori smiled brilliantly.
She waited a whole half hour before she saw what she was looking for: the girl began having tiny spasms in her arms, her breath becoming short…
And satisfied with a job well done, she leaned over and placed a kiss on the girl's forehead before she got up and walked to the car.
Lori drove off, the girl already forgotten from her memories.
An hour later, Lynn left her room for a third morning in a row...
She was feeling dread and despair gripping her ribs like a boa's unshakeable tail. Crushing her, strangling the life out of her bones, mushing her insides into fiery pain.
Yet again, Lucy was already gone… and Lynn shuddered to think that Leni might be sneaking poison into Lucy's unprotected body at that very moment…
It was all becoming too much.
She opened her dresser drawer to pull out a fresh pair of underwear and yelped in shock when a rattrap nearly snapped her finger in two!
Jumping into the air, her heart beating a mile a minute, she stared wide-eyed at the wood and metal contraption.
But what caught her eyes' focus was the note laying on top a sports bra…
"The only thing you're good for is dying, Lynn~"
It was signed with pink hearts.
She felt a lump of ice settle into her stomach, her heart beating frantically against her ribcage.
She opened another drawer, and there was another rattrap… and another note.
"I want you to die a painful, agonizing death, dear sister~"
Third drawer, third trap, third note…
"Rats can't steal my Luna away from me if they're rotting at the very bottom of Hell~ xoxo"
And finally…
"I dreamt last night that you screamed while your evil face melted off your skull, your body swimming in a pit of lava… It woke me up tingling with pleasure~"
Lynn fell over on her side, clutching her stomach as she felt her insides pushing up through her esophagus, burning her throat the whole way.
The awful sound of retching filled her ears, over and over again. Even after she had nothing left to give, her body expunged the foul feelings against her will.
She laid on her back, staring up at the ceiling as tears flooded her eyes, falling into the matted carpet.
Why does everyone hate me?
It's because you're a monster, Lynn~
She rolled onto her side and closed her eyes tightly.
What can I do to make them stop?
You know there's only one way to stop this~
Her eyes turned to the cord laying beneath her box-spring. Out of sight, but ready for its purpose.
I-I-I don't want t-to do i-it!
Are you so selfish you'd rather stay alive and risk hurting Lily again?
Lynn threw her fist into her head, pounding her skull into the ground painfully.
Only a monster would want to stay alive so she could finish what she started…
She thrashed against the ground, rolling side to side, her tears wetting her shirt.
You want to kill Lily, don't you?
A silent scream tore from the deepest part of her soul, "N-n-no!"
Then, why won't you protect your sisters?
She steadied herself on the ground and blinked her eyes open. In the corner of her room, there sat a used punching bag… off its hook as it awaited repairs.
This is the only way to ensure their safety…
She got up slowly, drunkenly, and trudged over to the corner. Her eyes were drawn to that steady hook in the ceiling…
Do it for Lily…
She grabbed the cord and a chair…
Do it for Lincoln…
She tied it to the hook…
Do it for Lucy…
Her thoughts turned to her beautiful roommate, and her heart ached for her deeply, as she wrapped the cord around her neck.
I'll do this to save you Lucy. You deserve someone better than me… better than a beast…
She stared at a blank spot on the wall, memorizing its dull texture.
They're right… I'm only good for dying…
Leni came back into the kitchen and threw away the gloves. She took her little bag and popped it into a deep place in the very back of the fridge. Not that she was worried that anyone might find it, mind you…
But she couldn't risk any mice munching on her precious antidote, now could she?
Leni giggled as she shut the door, and she spun around the kitchen.
Was it really only two days ago when she dug her nails into Lynn's hand so deeply it cut a tendon?
Her back shivered in ecstasy as she remember Lynn's little, feeble cries, the sight of her tears flowing down her terrified face.
She moaned as a surge of pleasure ran through her core, and she felt a bit of wetness between her thighs.
Was it really only just yesterday when she watched Lana and Lola eat all her special donuts happily, without a care in the world?
Leni paused and craned her neck to the side, placing a hand by her ear.
Ah, she could hear their tiny wails of pain like tendrils of music embracing her soul with cheery warmth.
She whimpered as another sharp twinge of arousal tore through her body.
She kinda regretted not putting on panties… but as soon as she saw Lincy sitting on the couch with a solemn expression, that instantly fluttered away like a hummingbird.
She bounced over to him with a lovesick grin, her tongue wetting her lips. Her eyes had a gleam in them and her heart raced like a cheetah surging after its prey.
"Lincy~!"
She plopped onto his unsuspecting lap.
"Oomph!"
She threw her arms around his neck as she pushed her silk-covered breasts against his naked chest. She moaned at the contact, and she rocked her hips along his thighs.
"What are you doing, Leni!?"
She looked into his eyes long and deep, her smile crooking off to one side, her eyes delirious.
"I'm loving my precious sunshine~"
She rocked her hips into his stomach, her nightgown riding up.
Lincoln groaned under her weight, putting his arms on her stomach to try to push her away.
Leni merely tightened her hold on him; his strangled gasp for air only driving her madder with heat.
His eyes widened considerably when he caught sight of golden hairs between her legs, felt a sweltering heat against his thighs… and he was ashamed to feel himself getting hard, even if it was against his will.
"Leni, please stop!"
In Leni's crazed mind, she heard him beg her to keep going, to never stop… harder, faster, deeper!
Lincoln cried out when she pressed down on his erection suddenly and quaked above him, he felt wetness seep into his briefs and it made him disgusted.
Leni leaned back and stared longingly into his eyes.
"I love you, Lincy~"
And she leaned in toward his shocked face, his eyes growing wider with every inch she closed in on him…
But right before her lips could finally claim his, there was a knock at the door.
Leni bounced onto her feet, smiling at the big wet patch her womanhood had left on her brother's bulging shorts.
She watched as Lincoln ran up to his bedroom, slamming his door shut.
She sighed dreamily, still coming down from her orgasmic high.
When she heard the knock return, she bounced over to the door…
And her heart died the instant she saw Lori's tilted grin greet her from across the threshold.
"Hello, Leni~"
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