High School Sucks! (Chinx)

Chapter Twelve- Back to Some Old Ways

~~~~(○°○)~~~~Minx's PoV ~~~~(○°○)~~~~

Dave and I walked down the road, and all we did was talk. "America is still beautiful, huh." I looked at him as he spoke those words. He visited very little, and he lived here so many years ago. "Yeah," I said. He looked at me with an odd look. "Michelle. Y-you lost your accent... You sound American," He said. I looked at him, "And?"I heard it. I never noticed it. I no longer have a English accent, but an American one. Weird.

We got to the café, and took a seat. "Hello, I'm Anna Bella! But you can call me Bella, now what would you like? Or do you need another minute?" She asked. "Hi, Belle. This is Dave, but online he is known as Boyinaband. We've been friends for a long while. He was actually my first friend," I said with a small laugh at the end. All Dave was doing was smiling. "This is Belle, Dave. I met her not too long ago. So, Belle, I see you got a job here." She looked at me with a smile, "Yeah, I guess I did. Anyhow, Hi Dave." They shook hands and we ordered.

I sat down at home. Chilled was making some spaghetti, and Dave was setting up some stuff. "Minxy!" Chilled called. "Yeah, Babe!" I called back. I got up from my chair, and walked over to Chilled. He stepped out from behind a corner and scared me. "Ah! Damn it Chilled," I said pushing him lightly. He grinned as he pulled me in closer. Our lips connected, and everything around me was drained out. Even the pot boiling over next to us. My hands draped around his shoulders, as he held my waist. We pulled away for a moment to breathe, when he finally noticed the pot. I laughed as he frantically fix the situation. I walked back to my chair to resume what I was doing. I drew silently, Dave got his room ready, and Chilled made dinner. And, it was awesome as always.

Magical Time Skippy thingy~ oooooOOOOoooo

I woke up suddenly. I took a gander 'round the room. "Ah, for fucks sake," I mumbled. I got out of the bed and went to the kitchen. I saw Dave asleep in his bedroom, and Chilled was on the couch in the living room. I lightly pushed some of his hair aside, and kissed his forehead. I was shaking a little from the dream. "That was the old me, and even though I never got caught I will never do that again," I said looking off to a shinning piece of metal. It gleamed a light, and shinned upon my cup. I poured some water into the cup, and drank. I looked at the stainless steel blade. It had been a while since I had seen a crimson color on that specific blade. I sipped my water, and placed it on the counter. I walked over to the knife. I held the handel firmly, but loosely. I ripped my arm, turning in my place, and released. The knife flew into the wall, and left a large mark. The rushing sensation filled my body as I pulled the knife from the wall.

I went to my room, changing into my old clothes. "Last time," I spoke softly. I pulled on the black yoga pants, sneakers, and Dark purple hoodie. I put my hair up. Shit. My hair was already changing. Typically, when I do this my purple turns to a bright red. I don't know how, so don't ask me. I was born with my purple hair, and also when I was born I had a partially red left eye. I cover my left eye with my hair. I pushed it into a pony tail, excluding the red. A faint glow came from my left eye as I left the house.

I carefully walked down the back alley, searching for my new pray. Blood lust ragged within me. I held the knife by my leg as I walked. That's when I heard a crack, no a pop. I looked around the corner to see a few teenagers. They all seemed to be my age. I know who this is. I know all of them. It was Felix, Ken, and a girl. I don't know her, but they were all drinking. I stepped out of my darkness, "May I join?" They all looked at me. The girl had bright blue eyes, and longer blonde hair. "Minx?" Felix questioned. "It's not what it looks like Michelle! I swear. You see Felix and I are just a closeted gay couple, and Justine..." I cut off Ken in the middle of the rant. "Justine?" I paused, "also known as IJustine? Dating Krism right?" I asked. She nodded and threw a beer bottle at me, "Yeah, and. And. And why-the-the (Hiccup) fuck do you care? (hiccup)" I walked over to her strattling her. I looked into her eyes, and ripped at her hair. She cried out in pain. "Shut it," I said putting my knife to her throat. I put the knife to her hair, and cut. I threw the cut hair away from us, and into the small fire they had going.

"Hey! Y-ou b(Hiccup)itch!" She yelled pushed me off her. I got back on her throwing her to the ground. She squirmed, but she soon tried to fight. I put my knife to her throat. She screamed, as I ripped it to the right. Blood squirting from her neck landing on me, the wall, my knife, and herself. She wiggled for a little bit holding her neck, but stopped soon. Ken screaming holding Felix. I just laughed as I licked the blade. I grinned as Felix looked at me like I was crazy. I gripped my knife. I wanted to aim. I stepped forward, making them jump, and I held up my arm. I put my arm, and hand, so the knife was a lined with Felix. Felix was cheating, and so was Justine. I drew my arm back and let it fly. The knife, with out a turn, went straight into Felix's head. Bullseye. I looked at Ken, he was in shock. He looked down to Felix, and fell to his knees sobbing.

I sat there, watching him, silently watching. I stood up from my seated placement. I walked over drawing the knife from Felix's head, and ran my finger up the knife. There was blood all over the place. I looked at my finger, covered in his blood. I grinned as I licked my finger, the bitter sweet taste that I had longed for ever since I had stopped doing this. I remembered see my murders on the news. People I know I killed, and people who I didn't know I killed. The one's who longed for death stayed alive. I love the thought of torture, and only wanted them to live in it.

I studied Ken, and Felix, and my blade that is now a crimson red. I took the knife ramming it into Ken's back. He screamed in pain, so I cover his mouth with my hand. I pushed the knife deeper and deeper, and turned and twisted. He screamed more load roars, but my hand muffled it pretty well. I pulled the blade from his back, and tasted his sweet sensation as well. I let the blade drip as I wrote in sharpie on their foreheads. "CHEATERS" was displayed on their heads now. I walked home in silence, and my hair and eye went back to normal.

I sat on the couch next to my sleeping Chilled, and looked at the T.V. Although it was off, I didn't really care. I raked Anthony's hair, and kissed his head. I changed,cleaned the blade, and went to bed. I decided to burn the hoodie later, but that's tomorrow. 

The next Morning. (☆ u ☆)=--●/#/

"Breaking news this morning, in a back alley Three teens found dead. The murderer is assumed to be the one from 2006. They still haven't caught this murderer, but they are one the case. The three teens killed are Justine I, Ken CinnamonToast, and Felix Diepie. There are no prime suspects at the moment. Thank you, and back to you Mary." Chilled turned off the T.v. "Minx," He said looking at me. Dave walked in, "You heard the news right?" "Yeah, we did. What Chilled?" Chilled looked at me, and grabbed my hand and pulled me out into the hallway. "Michelle, did you have something to do with those murders?" He asked. He hissed my first name. "No, Anthony, I didn't. Why do you think I did?" I hissed back. He looked at me, "Because you did the murders of the 2006 cases. You know how you killed over Twenty-five random people, and how you went to an insane place. Like a rehab center for insane people!" He said. He looked at me with worrisome eyes. "Yes, I know I did that. But I didn't do this!" He looked at me, and stared into my eyes. "Minx, tell me the truth," He said softly. Tears came to my eyes, but I choked them back. I have to be strong. I have to be. "Anthony, I-"

Hello! Im back and I did this on mobile, so sorry for any mistakes. I create any covers ove the story as well. (Yeah I draw them by my self) Minx is back to her old self. Indeed indeed! I hope you enjoyed. And I put in a cliff hanger! High school is nearing it's end for me. I will be a Junior next year, and I'm so happy. Well, Until next chapter, have a waffle. [☆•☆]---/#/
C'ya!

~Jessi