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A/N: TOOK YA BITCHES LONG ENOUGH!
WARNING: MURDER + KIDNAPPING.
No ones pov:
It was after midnight, precisely 1:11. It was windy, and a bit chilly due to winter, but also slightly warm due to spring lurking just around the corner. The weather might have been pleasant, but what was about to happen, would not be pleasant in the slightest.
Carmen crept behind Yuna, dagger in hand, ready to strike. She ducked behind a tree or a bench any chance she got, ensuring she had someplace to hide if Yuna was to turn around. Carmen continued to follow, getting closer each second.
Y/N's POV:
I can't sleep. I really don't feel good. Maybe I should drink water? Nah, I already drank some. Maybe a walk? Carmen did say not to go out, but as far as I knew, she was in her room. Plus, I could use the fresh air. I got up from my bed, stretched, went downstairs as quietly as I could, and headed out the front door of Carmen Brand Outerwear.
I walked down the sidewalk, and followed it down to one of the alleyways. My plan was to lean against the wall, and maybe listen to some music to clear my mind. But as I approached the alleyway, I saw something.
Now, I admit, I may be sick, and my eyes may be playing tricks on me, but that hoodie and top bun is unmistakable. That's... Carmen. What is she doing here? She said she'd be in her room at HQ, chatting with Player about the latest caper. She had her back turned to me, and was following Yuna. I followed Carmen. Well, would ya look at that? A tail tailing a tail, I chuckled to myself.
As I followed her, Carmen pulled out a cloth, and when she was close enough, put it over Yuna's mouth. Yuna struggled and kicked and tried to scream, but her screams were muffled by the cloth, so no one heard her, and she eventually collapsed. I didn't understand what was happening until I saw a small glimmer. Something shiny was in Carmen's pocket, and she pulled it out, holding it in her hand, the moonlight reflecting off of the blade.
No....
Surely she wouldn't....
And then the same thing that happened to Alyss, happened to Yuna.
Stabbed.
11 times.
I stood rooted to the ground, just as I had when i found Alyss dead on the apartment floor.
I felt like I couldn't breathe.
I felt like I couldn't speak.
Of course, I was physically able to, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
That's how powerful the shock was.
The shock of knowing that the girl you love is a murderer.
Did she kill Alyss too?
Blood was everywhere, and I watched in horror as Yuna's dead body was thrown into the dumpster.
My brain was begging me to run for my life, but my legs refused to move.
She is turning around.
Run
Run
Run
Run, dammit.
But I couldn't.
And she saw me.
Carmen's POV:
I had to chloroform the girl, didn't want her to scream too loudly. All was well. Little Miss Perfect was dead. Mission accomplished. I disposed of her body, threw her into the dumpster, where she belonged. I smiled, ready to head home. Maybe I'd get something for Y/N in the morning. But when I turned around, I saw that my greatest fear had some true.
Y/N saw me.
We stared at each other for a bit. My palms got sweaty.
"I- I thought you were at HQ," I said, tentatively.
"I thought you were talking with Player," she said, voice trembling.
I took a deep breath.
"Look, Y/N, this looks crazy- No this is crazy, I know, but I did this was for.... for you. And I promise, I'll explain when you wake up." I pleaded.
"When I- " Her voice cut off. "When I wake up? What is that supposed to mean?" She asked, backing away slowly.
My shoulders tensed up. This was going to happen, I knew that, but I had no idea it would happen so early.
I took the spare cloth from my hoodie pocket, and charged at her.
Y/N's POV:
I can hardly remember what happens next. Carmen sprinted towards me, and I heard a scream, probably from me, and then, all I can recall is a flurry of kicking, flailing, squirming, and muffled screams. The next thing I know, I'm in a room, chained to the wall. She must have chloroformed me. Even though the walls have been painted, and the flooring is nicer and, well, the entire room is nicer, I still recognize it as the room on the third story. The photos are still there, but it's a bit neater, and it's on a bulletin board. Then, she walked in.
"Carmen!" I yelled. "What is this?!" I was desperately trying to escape the chains, trying to see if there were damaged spots that would break, to no avail.
She looked at me dead in the eye. "Y/N, I need to tell you something. I've liked you ever since we became close at V.I.L.E.... And when I met you again, I knew I had to make sure we would never be separated again. By then, I didn't just like you, I loved you. I still do." She paced around the room for a bit. "Remember Alyss? I killed her. That was me. But I only did it because I loved you. I wanted to make sure she wouldn't get in the way." She explained.
I stared at her, shocked. At that point, I started to feel my blood boil. Anger replaced the sadness of Yuna's death.
"Are you kidding me?! What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I screamed. "That's not how you show love! Look, I liked you too, but if you're a murderer, I don't think I can love you! Just- Just- let me go!" I angrily pulled on the chains. Carmen looked down at me.
"No." She said flatly. "if I let you go, there is no guarantee that you won't tell the authorities. But hey, on the plus side..." She smiled. "You're mine. Whether you like it or not."
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