Chapter 3

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______'s POV

Once I got home, the first thing on my mind to do, was find a plan... To end Luke forever...
Why Luke, you say? Because, he's been trying to take her from me my whole life. He acts like I don't know... But I do. We're pretty close friends, but still, I don't want anyone tho take Nicolle from me...
Downstairs, I heard my parents yell, "James!!" Were going to go to work! Bye!" I yelled bye back to them, as they headed out the door. That means I'll be home alone... Perfect. I ran downstairs, and grabbed the sharpest knife possible. I wasn't going to end his life forever, I'm just going to torture him. Maybe write something on his arm, with the knife.. I stuffed the knife into my pencil bag, where no one would look..

I had improvised the whole plan in my mind, and, eventually, it turned out pretty well. I'd tell you the surprise plan... but then, it wouldn't be a surprise.
Once I fell asleep, I felt happy, for one in a few days... Morning came, and I headed out to school, while for the whole day, I had this, devilish smile splattered in my face. Today was the day.

Nicolle's POV
James has been acting... odd recently. Whenever I see him, he has this odd grin his face... Like he's going to kill someone. "J- James...?" I said quietly, barely above a whisper. "Yes?!" He replied, with an evil grin on his face. That's not what traumatized me. It was his eyes... They were red.. And I could've sworn I saw a knife in his hand... "Oh, um, nothing." I replied hastily. He smiled, then he ran off to his next class. My mind was blank, but also surprised. "What....?"

-flashback-
"Are you okay, James?" I said to him, as he was laying on the ground, crying. "WAHH!!" He yelled, crying even harder. I don't even know what happened, but I saw bruises all over him, and cuts. All I really wanted to do was make him feel better. I kneeled down to hug him, while whispering a song into his ear,

"Escape and break free, escape and break free
From your far too sad destiny

You're not the flower of hell
At such a place
Don't bloom, don't bloom
You mustn't get caught

The pieces of time flutter about soundlessly"
-end of flashback-

Tears flowed down my face as I remembered that one moment, where Nicolle helped me when no one else could.
I followed Luke outside, and knocked him out with a punch. He yelled, as blood and tears streamed down his face

"J-James?! What's going on?"

That was the last thing he said before he passed out, as I dragged his body into the dumpster. There no one would find him... Or me..

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