《SCARS P.O.V》
"Wow, ummm, nice place...." I mutter. Looking around, Terrance had brought me back to his place because it was on the edge of the forest. "Thanks...." He replied, scratching his neck, looking down.
"You really could have just taken me back to my house, ya know?" I spoke, after minutes of silence. "It's cold out, and do you even know where your house is from here?" He asked me.
I rolled my eyed, "Ofcoarse I do!" Really I didn't know where, but i wasnt going to tell him that. "Wait? Why are you-" I began, quickly stoppping myself. I was going to ask why he was so close to Jeff, and why he hadn't died yet. I'm so stupid.
Terrance raised an eyebrow, "Why am I..... ?" He started back up for me. I lookef at him, not knowing what to say. I had to just make something up. "Why are you.....so.....far away from the police station?" I asked, more to myself than him. "I don't. The police stations 2 kilometres away.....Are you sure you know where you are?!" He demanded, he saw past my lie.
"Yes!!" I snapped at him. He glared at me for a while; then spoke. "I know you werent sleep-walking.....what were you doing?!"
"I-i-I was!" I stuttered, he was so not buying it. "Who the hell sleep walks the whole fucking way through the woods from your house and who dosent wake up while being completely beat up in there sleep?!" He yelled.
"I do!" I growled. "No one can!" He harshly said through gritted teeth. "With your record, lying to a cop right now is NOT going to help it!" He sneered. I did something unbelievable....A loud smack echoed, bouncing off the walls. He raised his head higher, a hand print glowing red on his cheeck. I had slapped hin Before i even knew it.
His eyes were beaming down on me. Burning holes into my eyes and showed pure rage and anger. The kind of look my parents used yo give me before they sent me to the bathroom/slaughter room. He even had their eyes, along with the evil glint. This can't turn out good! Before he could speak I ran out into the harsh, thick fog. Peircing my skin with cold lingering around me. I ran, just keep running i told myself. I heard my name being called from behind me, but I ignored it. My name kept calling. Until I heard a different voice call my name......Jeff
I stopped dead in my tracks. Slowly i turned around and saw him, smile glowing brightly. He was giggling. Like a little girl. I shit you not! His hoodie was splattered with red stuff.....Red Bloody kinda stuff. His knife reflected the moon light and looked so pretty. The dark red covering the tip, with beads of blood slowly runnig down. No matter what state he or I were in i knew what to do.....
《Suckish Chapter I know but ive just been so busy lately e.e
Its Friday tommorow so i will update i swear!》
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