Bethany Pov
My God it's tough to be a murder with your best friend. I mean we fight over everything. Especially over how we should kill the victim. Oh I'm sorry I haven't properly introduced myself. Bethany Melendez is my name murdering is my game. Also I have two cats. My little bundles of joy. Their names are Tridelle and Tod. They are the only things that keep me sane. But enough about my AWESOME cats. my partner in crime is Christy Forbes. She is an odd 'cat'. Although that's why she's my best friend. I remember the first time we met like it was yesterday.
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Bethany Pov
It was the winter of 99 we were both only 10. First time I had met my partner. Christy and I were told to kill a man on the corner of Valley and Oak. He was a test for me and Christy to see if we could handle being in the murdering random people for reasons we didn't know. We started creeping towards him, but all of a sudden he turned around. Christy basically froze in place. Before the man could see us I grabbed her and pulled her in a dark alley near by. "That was close we need to be more careful" I whispered to her. She nodded as a response. "Do you have your knife?" Christy asked "Yes I have my knife mom" I retorted " I was just asking you don't have to be rude. " she quickly snapped back. Suddenly I remember the man. We both heard the man start to walk so we started to follow. I gripped my knife. Christy could tell I was nervous I could tell she was nervous also. We were only a couple inches away from the man. When I did the signal we both slit the man's throat. He struggled a bit but I cut into his rib cage and twisted my knife. I was able to smell the metallic crimson substance that started to flow out of the inflicted wounds. How I love the smell of a fresh kill. After we are sure he had stopped breathing we drug him to the alley to rot until the police found him. Thanks to Christy covering the man's mouth you couldn't hear the screams. For the members to know that we had gone through with the test we had to take them a little 'gift'. So we took both of his middle fingers.
After that me and Christy had started talking in the bathroom to wash off all of the blood. "Hey that was pretty rad", I jumped a little from the sound of her voice. "Back there too keep him from squirming. How did you know where to stab" "Umm I guess just instincts from training you know." She nodded silently.
Since that day we instantly connected and became best friends. Not like we had a choice though. Hehe
