Destiny

Chapter 10

After the whole Beatrice's dad incident, I decided to find Beatrice and comfort her while Daniel and Rosie took care of Byron. To be honest, I had no idea what we would do after this. Byron is injured, and Beatrice is probably scared out of her mind. Maybe I should just turn myself in and go back to that damn horrible jail.
I find Beatrice in a closet. Tears were streaming down her face and she didn't dare make a move, afraid she would be caught.
"Beatrice," I said. She shushed me. "My dad will here you."
"He's gone," I said. "Rosie killed him. But now Byron got injured because of Daniel's careless aim."
Beatrice sighed. "Thank god!"
Beatrice got up and ran to the living room. I followed.
When she saw Byron crumpled up and injured she ran over to him, touching the place where the bullet hit. "Byron!" She cried as she looked over and saw her dad laying on the floor. Dead.
Beatrice got up and kicked her dad hard. "Get me a knife!" She commanded. I was guessing she was gonna stab a person who was already dead. But, I didn't say no. I went into the kitchen and grabbed the sharpest knife I could find.
When I showed it to Beatrice she grabbed it. She sliced into his head. The blood was like a waterfall coming down.
I looked away. I turned back and he was flipped over. Beatrice repeatedly stabbed his face, making it look very, very deformed. All the blood was to much for me. She shouldn't be doing this. I mean, he was already dead.
Rosie got up from Byron and snatched the knife away from her before she stabbed the knife into his heart. "That's enough, Beatrice!" Rosie shouted. "He is already dead!"
Beatrice tried to snatch the knife back but Rosie held it firmly. I think Rosie just didn't want that blood all over the floor. "Gimme!" Beatrice screamed her face turning red as a tomato.
"No!" Rosie screamed back. Everyone in the house was looking.
Beatrice tackled Rosie to the ground in search of the knife. We heard a shrill scream. I
found out that it came from Rosie.
Beatrice rolled off and Rosie's shirt was soaked with blood. The knife had made contact with her skin. The part where the knife went into was slashed open. Blood was spilling out of her. She screamed again. I watched in horror.
All of a sudden, her face turned ghostly pale as her eyes rolled back. Rosie was dead.
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The small funeral was astonishingly sad. We all were crying. Byron's shoulder was patched up, blood staining the gauze.
Beatrice said this was all her fell. Honestly, it was kind of her fault. But I didn't want to make her upset. We found out what happens when Beatrice gets upset. The person she is upset at dies. We buried Rosie near a stream near Daniel's house. We buried Beatrice's dad under an old oak tree.
Out of everyone, Daniel was the most upset. I guessed he now hated Beatrice. Every time Beatrice looked at him, he glared at her. After, she would cry and cry and cry.
The night after Rosie's funeral, I couldn't sleep. After about four hours, I finally fell asleep and dreamed about some awful things.