Sam's P.O.V.
Click Click Click. Heals. "Miss McAnna?" A lady asked. "Sam." I corrected. "Yes. Sam. Mr. James is ready to see you." She smiled. "Sure" I said standing. Her smile faded away and she started walking. Following her, I was thinking of a way to kill her. Easy. A break of the neck. I sped up once she turned a corner. Knock Knock. "Mr. James? Miss McAnna is here" She said through the door. "Sure. Let her in" He called. She opened the door and I walked in. "Hello. Please take a seat" He smiled motioning to the chair. I sat, smiling.
"So. Are you here behalf of your mother?" He asked. "Yes. I am. She re-" He interupted me. "Listen, I don't give a fuck about your mother. She's gonna die no matter what treatment we give her. We might as well kill her now." I slammed my hands on the table, standing up. "What?" I yelled. "You heard me Miss McAnna" "It's Sam to you!" I yelled. "Alright.... Sam. Calm yourself before I have Security take you out." He said standing. "How dare you!" I yelled. "That's my mother! You can not treat her like some street rat!" I threw my hands in the air.
"She's gonna die." He smirked. "You don't know that! A miracle will happen and she will live!" I'm furious. "She's gonna..... Woah. Sam. Put that down." He said. "Why?" I asked, twirling my knife in my hand. "Because. No one should get hurt here" He fake laughed. "Oh really?" I asked. "Yes. Now. Put that down" He nearly whispered. "I think I might kill you first" I smiled. "You wouldn't. I have three kids. A wife. A fami-" "Shh. Now. Lets make this.... quick" I smirked. I pressed the blade to his neck, and with one swift movement, I slit his throat. He hit theground with a thud. "Mr. James.... Oh my god!" "Shhh." I said walking over to her, and did the same thing. "Goodnight" I cooed.
~Okay. So what do you guys think? I only put 3 paragraphs because I was wondering if I should continue. So?~
