1:30 A.M.
Bethany's smile curls into a grin. Her eyes grow wider. She let's out a chortle. She slits Charlie's neck without warning. My hair on the back of my back and on my arms stick up. I watch Charlie fall limp. Blood streams down their neck. I wail in horror as tears quickly start welling up in my eyes. Bethany slowly wiggles waves Charlie goodbye as she drops their dead body. I collapse on the ground. I feel sick. I start to breathe out of control. I'm stuck alone. Bethany draws closer... dropping her knife?
To my surprise Beth completely walks past me with her eyes narrowed. She grabs Maddie who is laying on the bottom of the stairs and slams her against the wall.
"YOU HAD ONE JOB. ONE JOB" She let's out a bellow of rage and slams Maddie against the wall again by the collar. "ONE FUCKING JOB. YOU COULD DO IT. PATHETIC." Maddie looks at her with weak eyes. Bethany drops her to the floor and grabs Maddie's knife out of her hand. Maddie let's out a grunt. She raises her arm high, gripping it tightly. Then she thrusts it into Maddie's face. The eye to be exactly. Crimson blood splatters everywhere. It's a sight that makes me feel even more sick. I want all of this.... all of this to just be a nightmare. But in reality, it's a nightmare that I can't wake up from.
I see Bethany approaching from the corner of my eye. What can I do at this point...? I watched all of my friends die... one. by. one. Suddenly, I see Bethany's Knife she'd left on the ground laying right before me. The one that killed Samantha and Charlie... I hesitate but the sight of Beth getting closer makes my confidence increase. I quickly crawl on the floor to get the bloody knife. I can't hold it without shaking. I tensen my grip on it and I try to stand up. I back away slowly into the carpeted poll guarding myself with the knife.
"Here we are Ellie. At the end of it all; it's just you. It's always just you." Beth says in a monotoned pitch. My eyes grow wider. I can't breathe... I can't stop crying. I can't do a lot of things. I can't kill my best friend. My jaw clenches tight.
"Why .... why would... Why would you do this....!" I cry. She stops moving, standing still. She looks like she's about to cry out laughing.
"Why?! ALL YOU GUYS DO IS DISRESPECT ME. ITS DEGRADING. IT HURTS. I AM JUST SIMPLY SHOWING YOU ALL A LITTLE BIT OF WHAT THAT TASTES LIKE." Bethany bawls out. I gulp hard. I glace around the room to see all of my friends lying dead on the floor. She's getting closer, very quickly.Her brown eyes are piercing my skin, she looks sick. No, she is sick. She's absolutely deranged and dangerous. Her knife is smaller than mine in size. She might've been my best friend... but I have to kill her. It's the only way. She cannot get away with any of this. As she gets close enough where she's about to strike my face I quickly lunge for her chest. I watch Beth stubble back with the knife in her chest. I lean my head back against the pole taking large deep breaths. Beth's breathing is getting heavy as she moans in pain. I watch as her shirt starts to stain red around the knife. Beth pulls out the knife. I shut my eyes tight and I try to cuff my ears closed. I don't want to hear the sounds of her suffering. I know she's horrible, a psychotic killer. But, I'm not cruel... I pull my hands away from my ears and I open my eyes. I grab the knife on the floor and I stab Beth over and over. I try to make it as fast as I can.
I choke on my tears as I let go of the knife. I let it fall on the floor. All my friends are gone. They're all dead. Now I'm alone. At the end of it all; it's just me. God it's always just me.
