
Forever Perfect
Emilie had everything, in Phoebe’s eyes. She was so loved, so gorgeous. Their peers watched her every step with adoration. She seemed like she should’ve peaked at 17, but you knew that she was kind and lovely, with wit to match, deserving of all the admirers and praise.
Phoebe despised her. Emilie was perfectly polite and nice to her, so it wasn’t as though she were some horrible high-school-queen-bee. She hated that Emilie was revered while she was scorned. Phoebe lacked her intelligence and grace, didn’t have that ability to say just the right thing, wasn’t so outgoing. Why was Emilie born perfect, not Phoebe? Phoebe was as deserving as Emilie, wasn’t she?
Phoebe withdrew. Ignored her friends, barely glanced at her homework, and refused her mother’s help. She stewed in her hatred, letting it wash over her, letting it consume her. It came to fruition: the noise in the back of her skull whispered “She doesn’t deserve it. Any of it.”
A month later it was done, though Phoebe hardly remembered any of it. There was a brief memory flash of flinging a rock through the window and another of blood as it pooled on the floor. She could remember Emilie’s voice, though, how she had begged to know what she had done to deserve this.
She also remembered how Emilie’s brother had hissed “You deserve worse” at her after her sentencing. They all got what they deserved, really. Didn’t she do Emilie a service, in the end? To die a perfect martyr, untouched by flaws and failings. She would be forever young, forever beautiful, and forever loved. She earned the beautiful funeral service and the gym now bearing her name. The outpouring of love and grief, the immaculately decorated locker. She was worthy of the saint-like reverence with which people spoke of her. Everyone would forever know Phoebe as the one who took away their lovely, perfect girl. Didn’t Emilie deserve at least that much?
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleWelcome to Voice Club, Lola. What a great first story! Jealousy can be such a motivator for terrible crimes. This story reminds me of one I wrote a while back about another beautiful woman who was just too perfect to live! https://voice.club/story/fiction/19014/2021-micro-01-why-indeed
Thank you! Funny we had such similar stories, haha!
Jealousy, hatred, and rage…very terrifying, especially in high school! “To die a perfect martyr, untouched by flaws and failings.” This sentence was excellent. You are a good writer! Looking forward to reading more of your work Lola!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThank you so much! I appreciate the feedback.
Wow, Lola, you took ‘mean girls’ to another level! I enjoyed the description of the black hole of hatred and jealousy Phoebe is falling into, her withdrawal from everything that should make sense to a young girl, the loneliness… absolutely chilling!
Thank you so much! I’ve really enjoyed writing strong emotions lately.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GooglePhoebe’s extreme jealousy, hatred, recluse and murderous act reeks of psychosis. Welcome to Voice.Club, Lola. Thanks for your chilling short fiction exploring the mind of a psychotic cold killer who strangely justified her every thought and act.
Thank you, I’m glad to be here! I didn’t want her to seem totally amoral, but just incredibly twisted in her justifications. I’m glad you enjoyed!
Excellent writing, Lola! Envy can be so destructive and who can say what goes on in a young girl’s mind? Welcome to the club. I look forward to reading more from you.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleGreat story, Lola. Phoebe’s high level of envy takes over her mind, which pushes her to do murderous acts. It is scary when we let ourselves be eaten by envy. Well done.