Ryan's POV:
"This is why we have to kill her!" I yell at Will.
"Ryan calm down" Will says.
I hear the voices of Josh, Sean, Greg, and Derrick as they enter through the front door. They all had jobs today helping the janitors clean up after school. It was an opportunity the school offered students to make money without having time constricting jobs.
"What the hell happened?" I hear from Greg in the foyer.
Soon the four trample into the kitchen where Will and I sit. We quickly tell them the story.
"Is your arm okay?" Josh asks, observing the white gauze tied around my bicep.
"It's fine" I spit, anger washing over me.
I turn back to Will. "Can't we just slit her throat?" I ask exasperatedly.
"Ryan, she was just trying to escape like any normal person would. She still hasn't done anything wrong" Will says.
"Fine. Then just start researching something poisonous we can slip in her food" I groan.
Will nods and stands up. "I'm going to my room" he announces and then walks down the hallway that leads back to the foyer. Heavy steps can be heard as Will goes upstairs.
"Did you feed her yet?" Sean asks.
"Honestly, Sean. That's the last thing on my mind. You four can do it. If I see Jen right now I know I'll kill her" I admit, picturing choking Jen in the basement.
My eyes widen when I realize our weapons could still be down there. "You guys did the Clean Up last night, right?" I ask.
"Always" Derrick says.
Good, that means our tools are in a box hidden beneath the deck in our backyard, and the basement has been completely wiped of blood.
"I need a nap, call me down for dinner" I say and stand up heading to my bedroom.
"Be careful with Jen" I instruct, then walk up the stairs for a rest I'm suddenly craving.
