Elaine looked over her shoulder to see who had come into the cafe. The person was like any other customer there so she paid no more attention to the matter. But both Elaine and Kimberly couldn't shake the feeling that they knew this person from somewhere. Not quite sure where exactly. They tried their best to go back to their plans until Elaine felt a couple taps on her shoulder. She looked up only to be greeted by that same person who had just come in. "Hello Elaine and Kimberly right?" At those words they froze not sure what to say to her. Suddenly Kim spoke up just to say "Yes." Happiness poured into the woman's face. "So it really is you. You must not remember me after all these years. It's me Jacqueline." Finally the girls felt their tense shoulders ease as they realize this person was a friend. Not a witness to a crime or something of that nature. They started to catch up with each other while leaving out the fact that they were homicidals. Being a cafe it received guests of any kind. But this one person was able to catch the eye of Kimberly. A drunk teenager had stepped into the cafe. He seemed a bit over the line but he was able to walk though he did slur his speech sometimes. Elaine saw Kimberly looking at the teen and before she even turned her gaze back to the conversation Elaine knew he was the next target. Kimberly felt a burning stare pointed at her so she turned back just to see an approving nod from Elaine while making sure it wasn't noticeable to their friend. Kimberly understood and getting up from her seat while having a sick face. "Kim are you okay" asked Jacqueline. "Yeah I'm fine don't worry. I think I'll head out to the car first okay Ellie." "Yeah sure" said Elaine biting back an evil grin. Kimberly slowly started walking out making sure the teen would get the signals and follow her. And luckily he did just that following her to his death bed.
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So short chapter right. Also I am back for chapter 17 and maybe more in the future if my brain will cooperate. Mainly because I wrote chapter 17 I was thinking of 17. VERNON IS MINE ehe. Tbh this needed a bit more SHINEE to it. But yeah. (Cringe)~kim
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Homicidals on the Run
Teen Fictionare they crazy? are they sadistic? or are they just plain homicidal. the sirens rung out after they fled for their very being. they just killed...
