Struggles with the kill

Chapter 13

We arrived at the place where the others were staying and they offered us dinner. It wasn't the best, but it will do. Since I've met Justin's friends, I've realized how lonely I feel. Of course, I have all my friends at school, but they don't know me like these guys at this table. They know me the way I am and a big part of me is dangerous. But nevertheless, they accept me and I feel like they are my family.

Tonight it's all going to happen. I'm nervous, because I'm afraid that I might mess up, but as always, I let nobody know. That's just how I've learned to live, keeping your emotions to yourself makes you less vulnerable, it makes you stronger because they don't know a weak spot of yours. That's how I've been thinking since my parents died and I don't plan on a change. 

My mother told me to decide with my heart and let people help me. And when I lost her and dad, I tried to do that, but it fucked me up. I told Layla about my parents' death and later on she told her parents, who wanted to adopt me. I cut all contact I had with her and started to hate her. And then when Daisy was murdered in front of my eyes, I couldn't bear it anymore, I needed revenge, and I will get it tonight.

"Earth to Rosalie, hello?" Asks Cameron. I snap out of my thoughts and smile at him, I've missed him. "Yeah, sorry," I mumble. It doesn't feel the same since we split up. I'm confused and try to focus on what he's saying, but it doesn't work. My thoughts switch back to the faces of the people who killed my sister. The ones that took the only thing I thought was worth living for away from me. Rage is the only thing I feel. I can't breathe. My vision starts to blur and I stand up, "I'm sorry," I manage to get out towards Cameron before I walk outside.

I sink to the ground. My head is pounding. I sit against the cold concrete building and try to even out my breathing. It doesn't work. I lean my head back against the wall. Come on. Get yourself together. Calm, collected and strong. Like the ocean. I can't. My breathing gets even heavier. Somebody walks outside, they kneel in front of me, "Rosalie? Rose?" Cameron. He runs inside again. I squeeze my eyes shut. He is here again. I hear him, but I don't understand him. Voices around me. I'm drowning in the mass of voices. I open my eyes. Please. This is one of the last nights, don't give up now. "Breathe, Rosalie. Shit, come on Rosalie. Fucking breathe!"Cameron screams. Everybody is panicking. I hear it in their voices.

"Back up," Somebody says, "And be quiet." They kneel in front of me and hold my hand, "Come on, Rose. We need you. Tonight's the night, okay? Daisy would freak out if she saw you like this." That gets to me. I tense every muscle in my body and then relax. It works. My vision turns back to normal. I'm still heavily breathing but less panicked as before. I start breathing through my nose then, for Daisy. A lot of people go inside when they see that I'm okay again. I don't mind.

I see Ryan and Cameron. Justin is still knelt in front of me, holding my hand. I'm shaking, but I clear my throat and say, "Guys, I'm fine. Thanks for helping, but I can manage." Cameron immediately starts to object, "No you're not. Your shak-" He's cut off by Justin, "Don't force yourself onto her, bro." Oh, shit. He didn't say that, did he? Apparently he did because Cameron loses his shit, "The fuck, man? I'm just trying to help her! I'm sure holding her hand won't fucking do anything." Justin immediately drops my hand, as if he just remembered he was still holding it.

He stands up, "You can't even see that she needs time to herself. But okay, you're her boyfriend after all." I frown, boyfriend? "What the hell are you talking about?" Cameron asks angrily. "It's fucking obvious that you like her, dude. Get over it," Justin snaps before he walks inside. I look at Cameron, whose face is buried in his hands, "Listen, I don't like you like that, I promise," He says, then also walks inside. "Feeling's mutual," I mutter. Ryan snorts and I smile at him. He sits down next to me and asks, "Are you sure you are okay?" I sigh and admit, "No, but I do need some time to myself. Just to calm down, you know?"

He nods, "Okay, well, I don't want you to get sick, so you can go to my room. It's upstairs on your right hand, you'll have some privacy there." I smile thankfully at him and we both walk inside. He walks to the living room, and I go upstairs. It smells like Ryan, which makes me feel at ease. Ryan always had this big brother attitude towards me, and I loved that. I lay down on the bed and stare at the ceiling.

I don't even know what the plan is for tonight, how we're gonna do it. But I will make sure they're all dead. Every single one of them.

"Rose!" I wake up to the sound of my name. Ryan stands by the bed, "Get up, sleeping beauty, we're leaving in forty-five minutes." I laugh and rub my eyes. Then I get up and go downstairs. I see Steve and walk up to him, he smiles at me, "You ready?" I shake my head, "I don't even know the plan," I explain. Steve gasps, sarcastically, "Oh my, I forgot to tell you?" I nudge him with my elbow and he laughs, "No but for real now. You are going to be bait." I frown. "There's an outfit for you upstairs and I brought your makeup bag. You'll have to be very seductive." I snort, "Wouldn't they recognize me?" He shakes his head, "Yes, but that the whole point of it. You gotta tell them you know where we are. That you've been playing us, and that tonight is the perfect time to strike."

He hands me a tablet, and opens an app. It shows multiple security camera's footage. "We have recorded some footage, so you can show them where we are. You'll have to come up for a reason we're here. Make it appealing to them, so that they would come to our place. They'll walk right into our trap, and then," He looks at me, and I finish the sentence, "They die. All of them." He gives a tiny smile of approval.

"Your outfit is upstairs, go and get changed. Put some makeup on as well," Steve tells me and I do so. I look in the mirror and see an eighteen year old girl. She's wearing sexy top that doesn't really show any skin at all, but still looks very attractive and a fitted legging that looks like skinny jeans. Both clothing items are black. Her hair in a high ponytail and her makeup nude but sexy. She looks seductive, she looks lethal.

I seen an eighteen year old girl. And her eyes show hunger. Hunger for revenge. And I'm going to get it tonight.

Hi guys!

I'm soooo sorry for not updating in so damn long. But I was stuck so long at this part, I honestly didn't know what to do. Or how to put it into words, I guess...

This was a very short chapter, but the next one is going to be epic. I hope you guys think so too, at least. Well I hope you enjoyed it!

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Rose