Ugh. Another snotty girl. Ruby chortled at her words and swung the butterfly knife around and around. “Ruby. Ruby McDaniel. Resident serial killer.” she pointed to the very familiar, now blinged out NORMAL PEOPLE SCARE ME shirt. “A few years ago I kicked the bucket on my terms.”

Flip. Flip. The butterfly knife moved back and forth. Back and forth. Until silence. Full silence. Ruby stabbed her right in the neck. "Hold pressure to it, or you'll come back in about five seconds." No patience for her. None.

I'm more of a doer than a talker.

"Fuck." Ruby smiled. Her eyes seemed brighter. "That felt good." She gave a relieved sigh. "You whine too much. And don't get me wrong, that Larry guy is a piece of shit. What he did to you, sucked. But what you did to that asshole therapist? Move on already."

There's rage in you. I see it. Saw it before too. Wait, wait. You would do it if you had a reason? There are so many wonderful ways to see people suffer. I've never had a friend before, but you and Scarlett are the only ones that I give two shits about.

For someone that hates stereotypes so much, you're really feeding into them, Vi. Exactly. They pushed you. Admit it. When Fiona died, you felt nothing. She tried to drown you. It wasn't one of her lackeys either, it was the leader. She came after you.

It's not about making me happy. And I get it. It's like if anyone hurt Scarlett. I would give them lifetimes of pain. And yeah, you're right. The basement is full of whiny self-destructive bitches.

"You were a lovesick little girl and obsessed with ruining a family. I've never had a family, so even thinking that someone could do that disgusts me. I don't get it either. He was so...old. Not trying to knock on your life or anything, I don't have any room to judge. But Jesus."

Ruby laughed. "Okay. I'm sorry." She chortled. "You're right. It seems like no one gives you the time of day because of how much pain you're in." Her expression was now serious. Done messing with her. "Everyone is too preoccupied with their own shit. Do you even smoke?"

If this psychopath could feel sympathy, Ruby would feel it for Hayden. All she can do is pretend to understand.

"All I can do is pretend. Maybe it was the trauma my uncle put me through, I don't know. Shrink says I'm a psychopath. But if I could feel it, I would. Because people suck." Ruby was dead serious. Honest. "After getting to you know a little? And you know, stabbing you? No."

--Double feature is not for me. But I welcome any muses from it. Didn't Hotel already do vampires?--

If you love someone, you should never hurt them.

“You bitches are trying to sleep with Tate? Apparently the stupidity in this house is contagious.”

Ruby swung the knife once more. “Back for more?” Her tone held irritation. This bitch again?

Maya was sadly mistaken if she remotely thought there was any interest in her. “How cliche.” She replied in her usual monotone. “Look what happened the last time you messed with someone. Find a hobby.”

I don't share.

Crazy bitches are trying to get threesomes going on in here. Bad enough it’s full of cheaters.

I don’t share.