Cool Kids Don't Dance

Six

Louise slid down from the lifted truck awkwardly. Thinking of how her "condition" had effected his life, good, or bad?

Is it hereditary?

Does Aidan have it?

Does he really know what he is talking about?

"I will see you at school." Aidan called from the inside of the truck, interrupting her spiel of thoughts ricocheting around her.

Louise turned to face him and waved awkwardly, forcing a smile.

"Oh! And here's your phone, it fell out of your pocket on the way inside."

Louise trudged over to the open door and took the phone from his outstretched arm.

"Thanks... for everything." she nodded at him and turned towards the front of her house.

Whatever friend she had had was long gone now, she thought.

Louise walked into her front door still trying to wrap her head around things, and collapsed onto her couch, it was still dark and she didn't even bother to switch on her lights. She doubted her mother was home, and was too tired to care at this point.

Anna had lied, was probably out at some bar trying to forget of her problems.

Isn't this supposed to be the other way around? Louise thought, aren't I supposed to be the one that's out partying while my mom sits home and worries?

And with that she leaned her head into her familiar old couch and closed her eyes, visualizing her old home around her.

• • •

Louise woke but the darkness still blanketed her. She liked this feeling, she felt anonymous, and protected by it. Even if she was the only person in the room to be protected from. But sometimes the self can be just as harmful as some else.

Louise remembered the plan and checked the clock

4:09 AM

She gasped and ducked out of the front door. She sprinted through backyards and over hedges until she came to the right house.

The door was unlocked, that right there knocked fifteen minutes off her plan.

Perfect.

Louise shuffled as close as she could to the walls to avoid squeaking of the floor boards. If she was to succeed she must be precise and accurate. In a job where one drop of residue could ruin your life, you must be tactful.

Louise found the room of which she slept in, and unsheathed her knife.

Sara, as she called it, was long and agile. She could sail straight through a limb with the right angle and speed.

Sara was her favorite for slow work. Louise usually only took Sara out of retirement for special jobs. Usually when there was a grudge.

Louise finished studying the knife and continued creeping to the far wall of the room, where the girl sleeps.

The bed was large and fancy, just like the rest of the girls belongings. She had a new "toy" to show off almost everyday at school. And the day that would end her life started out just the same as any other. Just a little bragging about her combat boots.

Louise was very into the "surprise method" so she always treasured this part of the attack.

Skreeeee!!!!

Sara skidded against femur bone as she lodged herself deep into the not-so-sleeping-anymore-girl. Griffin woke with a ferocious squall and launched her body upward to fight, only to slam herself against the knife, pushing it all the way down so the hilt of the blade punched her thigh and the bottom of the blade was embedded into the mattress, pinning Griffin in place.

Louise couldn't help but bark out a laugh when the beautiful crimson began to ooze from the wound, for it would be the first of many, but she had to be quick.

She then reached to her thigh, where a dagger was strapped.

"You have a bit of an attitude, Griffy, and I don't like it." Louise straddled Griffin on the bed and began to trace the dagger around griffin's lips just lightly enough to barely draw blood.

Griffin was hysterical at this point, the shrieks and pleads that echoed from her were unearthly. Unhuman.

And Louise loved it. She drank in the sound like fresh water in the middle of the Sahara.

She hadn't had such a struggler in a while and this was heroin to her. The cries drove her to continue with the dull bread knife, pulled from her back pocket.

"Now, what would make a bad girl like you behave and close that big mouth of yours?" Louise giggled.

Griffin's eyes filled with horror and realized she has to really fight back if she is to survive. She swung with all of her will, right for Louise.

But she was ready. Louise lifted the knife to connect with the arm reaching for her. The sound of crunching tendons made her salivate.

Lou ignored Griffin's pleas and stuck the blade hanging out of the opposite side of her arm into the mattress.

Lou heard the pair of feet running toward Griffin's room right on schedule. She hopped off of Griffin took a bow and swiveled out of the room gracefully.

She doubted she would have to worry of Griffin again.

She had won.