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i was just going back through this book and answering comments and i realized,,

i said in one chapter that there was no snack bar and then in another chapter i said roman was upset bc the food was gone

im literally the worst

like i had to make a shit excuse for why they couldnt call the cops

anyways read on, my babes

i love u all

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calvin didn't want to talk about it.

even thinking about the murders made him want to puke. it was continuous, the mental strain on calvin was too much to handle.

room after room; starting with ariel and jacob and ending with brad and that chubbs kid.

it was finally time for the final deaths; his best friends.

he was waiting for a moment of rest, some preparation for what was about to happen, but niall didn't care, he busted the door open, revealing the teens on the floor, tied in shoe laces. they were laughing, which was odd, since they were about to die.

calvin tried not to keep his eyes open, but it was hard. partly because he needed to see to kill people, but mostly because it was his friends whose blood would be covering his lanky hands.

as soon as they entered, the room burst out into noise. sophie was cursing them out, austin and martin were asking questions, and roman's sobbing intensified.

"fuck you, bitch!! i was your fucking friend,you dirty cunt!! don't untie me, or else i will come over there a–" sophie was cut off by niall's hands covering her mouth.

in the blink-of-an-eye, her throat was cut and then was stabbed into her stomach, blood staining her blue dress, turning the material a dark purple.

calvin started hyperventilating, he slowly lowered himself onto the floor.

"you're really gonna back out now? i thought you were better than to walk away from something like this," austin rolled his eyes, martin nodding in agreement. their words didn't affect him.

he knew that austin and martin's death would be more violent, since niall seemed to take sympathy on girls.

he quickly pulled out an extra knife, previously stuck in the back pocket of his pants.

niall stabbed austin in the stomach, so far in that his hand was almost submerged into the boy's body. austin tried to put his hand over his wound (it wasn't very successful because they were tied up), coughing blood over his costume in the process.

niall went in again, this time in the thighs, the blade lightly sticking out on the other end of the leg.

austin wailed in pain, falling sideways and muttering final words with the lack of breath he had.

niall moved on.

he cracked his knuckles before cleaned off the blade using martin's shirt, jabbing it into the place where his heart was and pulling diagonally, leaving a foot long line across his chest. Almost instantly, martin was dead. there was barely any fight, only guilt and blood.

niall didn't hesitate to move onto roman, but roman quickly yelled, "no! wait!"

niall didn't want to listen, but calvin agreed, "please, just hear what he has to say."

niall threw the knife on the floor.

roman sighed in relieve, "i'm sorry, ok? i'm sorry for everything. for embarrassing you because the gay kid liked you, you being excluded. i'm sorry, just please don't let me go down like this."

calvin tensed, he had no clue how niall would react.

he wrapped his hand around roman's neck.

calvin could only sit behind and watch as roman's face turned purple and tears streamed down his face.

after everything was all said and done, austin had bled out. niall ran over to calvin and picked him up.

"ok, one last favor, ok? i need you to show me where your parents keep the matches."

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