Chapter Eight.

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"Willy?" He is sitting on his bed sharpening his blade.

"Oh, oh my." He is there and puts on his mask. His voice changes when he puts on the mask, to a more darker tone. "Katherine and Ryan can you please leave? Take the car out for a drive, but please don't..."

I stopped listening. I'm staring at body. All mangled up and destroyed. Stabbed in pleanty of places. The eyes are gone and they bare black pits, almost like endless pits. I hear muffled noises but I don't know who is even talking. I feel a tug on my arm and I walk out of the room. It smells strange. Like almost a vomit smell. So I start to walk outside in my stained socks.

"Kate?" Air. I need to breath. I gasp for breath. My head hurts and I don't want to vomit. I sot in the grass and look at the flowers. How pretty do they look? All the many different colors... It's amazing.

Calming.

Relaxling.

"Hey Kate." Ryan sits in front of me. "I know you like flowers so..." He pulls out a bouquet.

I look at him with my pale blue eyes, "Oh, Ryan. You shouldn't have." He smiles and just stares at me. I look in the wonderful flowers and see a package. So I take out the package and open it. A necklace. A fancy necklace. Made of diamonds. I look up at him and he looks so proud, "Do you like it?" I smile and nod. I never in my dreams thought he would've went that far for me.

"I love it," I turn around. "Can you put it on me?" And he does. He pulls my hair away and places it behind my neck. "It's on Kate."

After a while of sitting outside in the mud I decide that we should probably get up. So I do. I let Ryan get up first so he can help me up. And we walk inside, hand in hand.

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