The End Of Prom Night Pt 2

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Because I think it's too late!
To get dressed up and shake your beautiful body like that!
And dance, dance, dance!
To the rhythm of the highschool parties beat!

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I found them in the office. Amber shoved Jake back onto the desk before slipping out and heading into the bathroom. I watched from the shadows as she pulled out her lipstick and applied it to her lips, as she went to put the lid back on she fumbled and dropped it into the sink. As she reached to grab it I took my chance. When she looked up she saw me in the mirror behind her and screamed. I smirked as I grabbed her by her long blond hair and quickly slit her throat causing blood to splatter across the mirror. With a satisfied smile I skipped back to the office where she left Jake. He smirked at me thinking I was Amber but when I stepped out of the shadows and into the dim light coming through the window his expression turned to a look of horror as I raised my knife and pinned him down to the desk. I stabbed him over and over again in the chest.
I let all my anger out as I violently dug the blade of the knife into him again and again.
I hated him for what he did to me! He played me, made me believe that he actually cared about me, that he loved me. It was all a lie! With each swing I felt the anger, sadness, hate and frustration start to fade away.
I stopped once I realized he was gone and stepped back taking a deep breath. I couldn't believe it. I had just killed two people but what scared me the most was how much I actually enjoyed doing it.
With a small smile I took the rose that Jake had tucked in his pocket and left. I headed back to the gym hoping those guys would still be there. To my surprise they were all standing on the stage talking and laughing like nothing had ever happened.
I smiled a little as I walked over to them. The one that gave me the knife heard me coming and turned. I got to the stage and he crouched down infront of me.
I blushed a little as I shyly handed him the rose. A ghost of a smile appeared on his face as he took it and hopped down.
I stepped back as he landed infront of me and set the rose back on the stage before holding out his hand.
I smiled lightly as I placed my hand in his bandaged one and suddenly the music was turned back on.
He pulled me close, wrappeing his arms around my waist as I wrapped mine around his nick and layed my head on his chest.
"Thank you." I mumbled.
He just kissed my head as we continued to sway back and forth to the beat of the music.

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