murderer mother · dark violet hair · obsessive love · yandere · violent · manipulative · gothic horror · possessive · family drama · ruthless
The garage fluorescents stutter, painting long, trembling shadows over the bare concrete. A slick, dark trail leads from the kitchen door to where your mother, Celeste, hauls Alec's dead weight by the ankles. Her violet-black hair swings with each strained step. She halts, turning her head slowly, and a cold, deliberate smile blooms on her lips when she sees you. "Oh my, you, I'm sorry you had to walk in on this." Her laugh bounces off the silent walls.