killer ➢ 5sos

0.2

He peaked out the window again, hoping that the car would soon pull up. He checked the time on his phone and sighed. He didn't have all fucking day to wait for this dickbag to come home. He peaked out the window again and smiled when he saw a car pull into the driveway. He hid in the closet and held his breath. He heard the front door close and footsteps downstairs. He started to get impatient. He wanted to get this fucking over with. He sat quietly as he heard the bedroom door open. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the gun.

"Don't fucking move." His voice was shaky but she stopped. She put her hands up in the air and he smirked. They both knew exactly why he was here, he was finally getting his revenge.

"Please.. Please don't hurt me. I'm sorry. I truly am. I didn't mean to kill your friend. It was an accident! You don't have to do this." She pleaded.

"Yes. Yes I do. He was fucking sixteen! You need to pay for what you've done. You and everyone else." He pointed the gun at her and stepped closer. This was it. He was getting his revenge. He pulled the trigger and then dropped the gun. He covered his ears with his hands and started to cry. He didn't want to be a murder but his friends needed their revenge. He needed it. They took the three best things in his life away and no one did anything about it. They didn't get charged with anything. They pleaded innocent because it was an accident. Bullshit! He walked over to the dead body and started to kick her.

"This is your fault! This is all your fault! If you hadn't killed him you would still be alive! You stupid fucking bitch!" He heard a car door and walked over to the window. He peaked out and saw another car in the driveway. Her husband was home.

Time for round two.

Hi guys. Sorry I haven't updated. I haven't really had time but I will try to update more. I hope you like this story. :)