When, where, how?

How?

The next morning, Emma opened her eyes as a result of being shaken by Debbie. She stared at her for a moment and then sighed,"I don't even know how to kill someone Debb.." Debbie shrugged,"It will be easy!! You just make me stop breathing.." Emma furrowed her brows,"Debbie, I meant how would I kill you? Every way to be murdered would be painful.." She pondered for a moment than bit her lip,"Stab me I guess, so there is blood.. Cut my throat and then all I'd have to deal with was the stinging of the cut and the suffocation." Emma nodded,"Are you sure? I mean, you'll be dead, you know that, never come back.. Never see me again..?" Debbie shrugged,"You won't miss me to badly Emms.. And when I'm gone I'll be pain free.." Emma sighed and stood out of bed stretching only to travel downstairs to her bathroom. Debbie followed close behind. Emma grabbed some scissors and headed to her kitchen. She opened a drawer and took out a kitchen knife. Her stomach didn't turn, and she didn't let her heart skip a beat, she was sick and demented already. She placed these on a table in her kitchen. "Debb are you sure?" Debbie nodded,"I am.." Emma sighed and grabbed the scissors. She clutched them tightly between her palms and fingers,"Do you want a warning?" Debbie shook her head. Emma nodded and slung the scissors into Debbie's abdomen. Debbie curled over in pain and screamed out loudly,"DEBBIE!!" She crouched beside her,"Again.. Kill me Emms!! Hurry it hurts!!" Emma removed the scissors and yelled,"No! We're stopping!!" Debbie gripped her arm,"No finish it! Please?!" Emma screamed and shoved the scissors into Debbie's ribs puncturing her lungs. She let out an unearthly scream,"HURRY!!" She yelled again. Emma reached up onto the table and pulled the knife down cutting the skin that laid across her throat. Debbie's eyes widened and she coughed gasping for air with a smile on her face. Emma cried out loudly,"NO!!" She bolted up and ran outside grabbing a marble stone. She wobbled inside and held it over Debbie's face,"I can't let you suffer Debbie! I have to finish it!" Debbie nodded and with the last shake, the marble crushed Debbie's face. -"So you didn't want to kill her?" Emma tapped her finger impatiently,"Are you listening? Or observing?" The man coughed,"Sorry.."- Emma sat on her knees in front of her friends body,"Debbie.." She cried lightly with her hand placed over her mouth. She stood and paced back and forth, back and forth, for hours upon hours after committing this murder. Emma returned to the body and held Debbie's cold wrist, noticing that it was cold, she began to pull Debbie into her bathroom, marble and all. Emma made it to the bathroom with Debbie and pushed the marble off of her crushed face slamming her into the tub. She began to cut Debbie's arms, legs, head, torso, and abdomen away from each other. She got up and went to her kitchen cleaning the blood. She scrubbed and stubbed for hours before grabbing a bag and heading back to her bathroom. She stood over the body parts of her once eager to be dead friend and placed them into the bag. Emma finally cleaned the blood from the bathroom and carried the bag out to her car. She got into her car and drove to Carl's house. "HOW STUPID CAN YOU BE EMMA?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Carl shouted,"ITS NOT ANY DIFFERENT THAN YOU GUYS PLAYING RUSSIAN ROULETTE THE OTHER NIGHT!!" Carl grabbed Emma by her throat and pushed her into the wall,"YOU STABBED HER! CUT HER THROAT!! AND THEN YOU CUT HER BODY UP!! THE DIFFERENCE!! is that your PHSYCO!! And we wanted to have FUN!!" He released his grip and rubbed his face walking into the kitchen. Anne looked up at Emma with reddened eyes and soft wet cheeks, but remained speechless. Emma opened the door and slammed it on her way out. She sat in her car at the edge of a cliff, screaming, crying, and punching the steering wheel. She finally pulled it together and opened her trunk pulling Debbie's remains out of the trunk and pushing them off the cliff. BLOOF! BUH! BUSH! The bag cluttered as it hit branches on the way down.