In His Room

5 (jays point of view)

As I stepped into home of, I looked around the room for any signs of the kid that risked me and Allices love. As I walk down the hall, I see a kid laying on the couch watching cartoons on the 50-inch tv, as I pull out my shotgun, I see the kid turn and look at me, it took him a second to realize his fate. Before the kid got a chance to scream for his parents, I raise my shotgun and aim it at the kid's head. "Pow" I say to myself as I blew a bowl of spaghetti in the side of his head, the blood oozing from his head left a stain on the fluffy white carpet in the living room. I step forward to get a closer look at the art I just created when I hear footsteps rush down the hall. I turn and make eye contact with the father of the little pest. The mother was soon to come stopping at the top of the stairs she screams at the sight of her dead kid on the ground. "WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN My-" yells the father before I cut him off by slicing a slit in his throat leaving in unable to speak as he drops to the ground. I stepped over the body and made my way towards the wife, "No witnesses" I whisper to myself as I climb the stairs towards the wife. She tried to run but I was faster I caught up to her and begin to stab her. "One two three, one two three" I counted the stabs, it took 6 total until she finally died.

I watched as her lifeless body hit the ground with a thud, now that my job was done, I could finally go home and wash up. I picked up my knife and gun and headed back out the front door walking back over to my home excited to see the look on my loves face after what I just did. Nobody will get between us, and I mean that. Walking back out the back door and out of the porch screen I hopped the fence and walked up to my home. I could see her staring down from the window, but she wasn't happy. Why? I did this for HER, why wouldn't she be happy.
As I walk up to the front door, I climb up the stairs and head to the room as I open the door the room seems empty. She wasn't here. Where could she have gone? I thought she was trapped so how is she not here. Regretting what I had just done I lay in my bed not even bothering to clean up the blood that covered my body, I was too heartbroken to even think logical. Laying on my bed i look around for my love still to have no sight of her.

I wondered what I did to deserve this. I treated her right; I did whatever she wanted, and I didn't let anything get between us, it made no sense.