Murder For God

part 15

I slump down on to my bed quickly to realise that I had no plan at all, I put my hands together and begin to pray.
"Please tell me what I can do?"

"Do what you think is right" a disembodied voice whispers to me.

"Please I am unsure, I don't know what's right?"

"Get him of guard and alone then you won't get anyone in trouble" the voice whispers slightly amused

"Thank you God for your advice, Amen" and with that I went under my cover and closed my eyes to drift of to sleep.

That night images of helping God assist in Dicks death were more prominent, he gave me these plans on how not to get caught and what I should use and wear.

When i woke up in the morning to being dragged downstairs by Dick again "I knew you wouldn't do anything to me because your a weak child"
"Who said I would have done anything last night, all I said was keep your guard up" I smile bemused.
Dick throws me against against the cupboard
"I am going to wake your sisters so start cleaning" Dick growls, he limps out not taking his eyes of me, as soon as I hear his feet go upstairs, I laugh because I remember the horror on his face when I stabbed him and the oh so amusing fear in his eyes, then I release I would love to do it again.