Alice Kills

Chapter Eight

I drove home in silence, my arms ached as did my heart. I couldn't believe the lives I took, all because of my own stupidity. The groceries in the back were slightly warm, but still good too eat. I pulled into the driveway and placed my forehead against the cold steering wheel. The sound of their heads and bones breaking and blood splattering on the cement was violating my mind. Opening my car door I heard the front door swing open and Italian shouting erupt from the house. "David, she's finally here!". About halfway to where I was standing with groceries in my hand, Violet stopped short and gawked at me, her jaw dropped and her eyes were slightly widened. Stepping backward about two steps she asks meekly "Alice, what happened?" I stepped toward the house with my arms racked with grocery bags and gave her a questioning look. "What do you mean?" I asked laughingly. She scurried into the house and brought out David, practically dragging him by his forearm.

I walked up onto the porch and was about to enter my house when I heard a squish like sound coming from my thighs. There was blood all over my shirt and front of my jeans. My eyes welled up with tears, I didn't even realize those kids had bled that much. David and Violet stood in the doorway looking at me like I was an insane inhumane woman. How would I explain this? I walked past them and tossed the groceries onto the table. My feet pounded against the stairs as I darted into the restroom and locked the door behind me.

Wrapping the light blue towel around my wet clean body I panicked. What would I say to them? What would they ask me? What would they think of me if.. Will I tell them what I am, what I used to be? I hurriedly walked into my room and pulled on a pair of grey sweats and a black tank top. I grabbed my backpack and went downstairs.

I saw Violet pacing and David sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath, running down the stairs I stood in front of them and pulled out knives from my backpack. David and Violet wore faces of pure fear. I turned to the right and tossed each knife into the hall closet door about 6 feet away from me. They all landed in a perfectly straight line across the door. "Come on." I led them downstairs to the basement. I spin kicked the punching bag and did a series of combos. I pulled out a few guns from the locked drawer and through the window I shot 6 holes in a perfect circle on a tree yards away from where we stood. I turned to Violet and David who stood in pure shock.

"You may be wondering how I got those shots in that tree really well. Or how I got those knives into the door. Or even how I knocked the bag off of its hook. I've been training for awhile. I trained to kill. I killed a lot of people, bad people, Now I'm starting to think I was the bad person all along." I rushed past my two close friends and sank onto the couch. "You killed those dudes? The guys who would kidnap those girls, you were the one getting rid of them?" Violet stood in the doorway of the basement looking at me with her piercing eyes. "Yeah... I killed them. All the guys that would take the girls. I killed them. I would wait outside for them with the girls and follow them to a certain point and then kill them. I did that for what feels like forever. I'm stopping tonight."

"Why?" David appeared by Violet's side, "Why are you stopping tonight?". I thought about it and thought about it. "Because I kill people, David. I. Kill. I kill someone's son, father, brother. I kill them. I am a bad person. Maybe I was saving lives while doing it, but still, I am a murder." Violet sat next to me on the couch.

"I went into Nick's room. Why is it empty?"

Everything of today and yesterday piled up. My eyes filled with tears and I laid my head on Violet's shoulder and began to cry. "Wait outside, David." Within seconds the front door opened and gently shut. I curled into a ball on Violet's warm lap. She stroked my hair and shushed my whimpering. "He left me. We got into a fight, like a fist fight Vi. He kissed me! Vi, the bastard kissed m-me! I liked him for so lo-long. I thought I had put the feelings a-away. He kissed me and I felt something. Why did he d-do that?" I started choking on my words and gagged slightly. Tears rushed out of my face and down my face like an avalanche. I cried loud cried into Violet's thighs which were under my soaking wet cheeks. I felt my lips plump up, they always did that when I cried.

"Why Vi? Had he not kissed me, he'd be here! We'd be sitting watching a movie eating p-pickles!" I gasped short loud breathes. "He said I am lying to myself. He was so right. I tried to not love him, and now here I am all alone. With no mom and no dad and no boyfriend or best guy friend. I have no one to cuddle with and throw food at during dinner. I did love him! And now he's gone. It's my fault." She rubbed my back lightly and continued stroking my hair.

"Alice, you are a strong amazing girl. Nick will come back. Somehow someway, he will come back. He liked you too, Alice. Secretly you both loved each other. All this killing stuff, I don't care about. You're my friend. I'm not going to abandon you. I'm going to stay here, always."

It was Tuesday morning and I woke up to the smell of something that wasn't bacon. I took another whiff before realizing it was Hotpockets. Really, Hotpockets at eight in the morning? I shook my head and pulled on a sweater over my tank and jean shorts. I pulled out a few suitcases and boxes and began to pack. I had decided my four suitcases would strictly be for clothes and electronics and weapons. My boxes would have anything else I'd need.

Prior to the move I spent a couple hours on the internet finding my new temporary home. And on Spruce street in a few run-down apartments on the third floor would be my aparment. I didn't see the point in getting a house. As I plucked every single rack from my closet I felt as if something was missing, I just couldn't figure out what. What was different in me? Was it because of Nick? Am I different because of him? Perhaps I was different because of me? Shaking my head I submerged the thought under all others in my mind.

Walking to my bed I folded all my action clothes and packed them  tightly into the suitcase. I recklessly tossed all recreation clothing into a suitcase, and all other clothing was treated the same. A gentle knock knock came at my door and I turned around to see Violet at my door with a bowl of oatmeal and fruit. "I know you like breakfast during breakfast hours." I smiled and took the warm bowl and scooped spoonfuls into my mouth. "So, you're ready to leave?" I nodded silently in response to her question. "Well, we're coming with you" thud. I turned around to see an extremely large and obviously stuffed suitcase at her bag, it must've weighed twice her weight.

"Vi, you can't go. It's too dangerous." Violet raised a hand and I quickly stopped talking. "No, I will not let you go alone. David and I are going with you to where ever it is you are going!" She smiled and packed my laptop into a box inbetween towels. "We love you, Alice." I swallowed back tears and continued to pack.

I am so sorry for not updating in forever! The laptop has been messed up for awhile now...