Too far gone

You know my secret

--- Jimmy's POV ---

It seemed like the time would never come. I swear Ghost did everything he could to delay our visit. I mean.. that's fine, I guess. It's not like it matters when I do this. I'd just kinda like to get it over with. I doubt I'll enjoy killing someone... it doesn't sounds fun... but it has to be done. No one can live if they know my secret... but still...

'Ya ready to go, Jimmy?' Oh! Finally! 'Yeah!' He chuckled and walked over to Sarah's house. The entire way there, I could feel the anxiety building. This is going to go perfectly. No flaws, there's no room for them. I won't get caught, I'll be fine. The way I planned it, it's impossible, right? They do this all the time on crime shows. I won't get caught, I can't. But what if I do..? What then...? Ghost will be in trouble, not me. He's always in control anymore, he'll get caught. He'll be blamed for this, not me... wait, what am I saying?? I won't get caught. I've already told myself this atleast a million times. I won't get caught. I can't... I can't... I won't... I....

Before I knew it, I was in control with Sarah standing right infront of me. She looked skeptical at first. Maybe she didn't believe Ghost? That must be it. "Er... hi..." she waited a few seconds then waved. She was confused. And who wouldn't be? This isn't exactly normal. "Uh.... so, my name is Jimmy..."
"Jimmy Ghost?"
"What? No. Heh, that sounds stupid. No, my name is Jimmy Casket.."
"Why is your name different than your brother's?"
"Because that isn't really his name."
"What? Of course it is."
"No. He changed his name. His name is Gregory Casket."
"..... why would he change his name?"
It's now or never, Jimmy.. do it.. just... just take her and... darnit! Why can't I do this!? I've run the plan through my head thousands of times! If only I had someone to help me. Just give me a push, something to send me over the edge.

That stupid box could do it... but I killed it. Heh that was fun! Killing that thing! Maybe this'll be the same? Maybe it'll be fun to kill her too? I wonder... I smirked and tilted my head slightly, "Sorry, kid. That's and secret. In fact, everything I told you is and secret. Greg's name? Secret. The reason? Secret."

"Oh. I see. Well you don--!" I grabbed her shoulder and pinned her against the wall, the same way I saw the police on the show pin the bad guys. "You know something funny about my secrets!?" I leaned towards her ear and whispered, "Everyone who finds them out..." Smirking slightly, I pulled out my knife and held it to her stomach the same as with Box friend. "They end up... dead!" She gasped and I ended her in a second. I think. I don't know how to see if people are dead. I mean, she wasn't moving, so.. I'm just guessing.

She looked terrified! Ha! That's something Box friend didn't do! The look on her face! Perfect! I couldn't help but laugh. The only thing I didn't like is her scream. So high pitched and loud. Greg said people can't hear us here, so that's good. And then the blood. It feels so weird.. warm and cold and the same time... and red. Obviously. Huh... it is fun! I laughed again then wiped knifey off on my hoodie, walking out of the shack.

Satisfied with my job, I turned to leave. I'll just change into something at home. My grandparents aren't home anyway. I'll just-- I froze as a sudden beam of light shined on me through the dark of the night. I shielded my eyes with my arm then peeked under to see who turned the light on. It was the girl's father. Oh crud. This isn't going to be good. "Ghost?! What is this!? Where's Sarah, are you hurt??" Wait, what? I guess he didn't notice that I wasn't hurt. He didn't suspect me. But who would? I'm just an innocent kid, right? I smirked unintentionally then stepped back. "Ghost..?" Stay and plea innocence or run into the woods? Try to hide the obviously bloody knife in my pocket or run into the woods, also known as my second home? Stay with an angry father who also happens to be a cop (lucky me), or face the dark nighttime? Gee, which sounds the best!?

I stepped back again before running through the woods. I heard another person arrive behind the father and go into the hunting shack. I didn't stay to see what happened, I just ran. Sadly, however, the father chased me. Running is a sure sign of guilt. Shoot. I didn't plan this very well! I sprinted through he woods at full speed, but it wasn't enough. After a few minutes, I felt myself being tackled onto the forest's hard ground. I yelped at the impact, my stomach being scrapped by the knife in my pocket. "Ghost, what are you doing!?" Heh, he still thinks I'm Ghost!? After all this!? He thinks my brother did this!? I laughed and simply looked at him, grinning, "I'm not Ghost." He looked frightened for a moment, causing me to laugh again. I'm losing it! What's going on?! Why is this so funny!? Why!? Why!? Because it is!!

I laughed yet again and the man finally pulled me up, putting his cuffs on me, probably to make sure I don't run again or something dumb like that. "Who are you then? You sure look like Ghost." He's obviously angry, I can hear it in his voice. Angry, confused, and slightly terrified. What a lovely combination! "I-I'm Jimmy Casket!" I smiled, trying to catch my breath from laughing. "Why do you look so much like Ghost?" I smirked and leaned closer to him, "Secret~!" He leaned back slightly then picked me up, causing my knife to fall out of my pocket. He looked down and saw it, almost dropping me. He bent over and picked it up, seeing the blood smeared on it. He gasped and ran back to the shack, carrying me and my knife.

We got back to see the mother cradling her unmoving daughter. She was crying her heart out it seemed. Rocking slowly back and forth. I smirked again, seeing the job I'd done. I felt bad for her parents, sure, but I can't believe I actually did that! Yeah, I got caught. But what're they going to do? Throw me in prison? I'm a kid! They can't do that! Heck, I'm not even a teen yet! What can they do!? Nothing! There's nothing they can do!