(a few months later Tara’s P.O.V) Sam has gone weeks without killing a soul and I was curious to know why but I would never ask her. Anyway this week the Windsor Fair which is annual event that takes place close by to where I live. So putting all the killing and craziness aside Sam and I decided to go and hang out. “Glad we got to hang out before school starts.” I said and Sam nodded and we got bracelets which let us ride on rides that were there. As we walked around we went on one ride called the Zipper about six or more times and as we were getting off the ride at one point Sam dropped her cell phone and was about to pick it up when someone else did it for her. Both Sam and I looked up to see one of our drama friends standing in front of us holding Sam’s phone and we both smiled then said “Hey Tessa.” our friend Tessa smiled at us and handed Sam her phone. “Hey guys what’s up?” she said and Sam replied “Nothing much just hanging out. Wanna join us?” I glanced at Sam and could see the wheels in her brain turning slowly speeding up the pace. Tessa nodded and said “Sure.” and as we walked around I whispered into Sam’s ear “You better not be thinking what I think you are, because if you are I will not let you.” Sam smiled and whispered “It’s funny that you think that you can stop me.” Then her knife slipped down from the sleeve of her shirt to her hand walked up behind Tessa and led her away from the crowd.
(Sam’s P.O.V) I led Tessa away from the crowded parts of the fair ground to a the parking lot area far from the fair. “Sam what are we doing here?” Tessa asked and I replied in a crazed voice “Oh nothing I just have something to show you.” I held up a sharp knife and she looked at it and said “Why do you have a knife Sam?” I grinned and rammed the knife into her throat until the knife blade stuck out the other side. “Oh my god Sam! What did you do?!” Tara shouted and I turned to her, smiled, and said “What I do best?” , “She didn’t do anything wrong to you! So why kill her?” I shrugged and she ran off back towards the fair and so I ran after her and tackled her to the ground. She screamed out in pain as I realize my knife was still in my hand and I looked to see my knife sticking out of her side right between her liver and her lung. I pulled the knife out of her side and quickly ran off. (Tara’s P.O.V) As I laid bleeding on the ground I pulled out my phone and called 911. It was a few minutes before the phone was answered and I heard “911 what is your emergency?” I was shaking and sweating as I told the person what had happened to both Tessa and I. (half an hour later) I could have swore I was died but I thankfully heard the sound of the sirens and through the my blurry vision I could see the ambulance rolling up. Finally my eyes rolled into the back of my head and I closed my eyes.
(Many days later) I woke up from what the doctors called a seven day coma…. Actually they were all surprised I was alive with the amount of blood I had lost the day I was stabbed by Sam. As I lay in the hospital bed two police officers came into my room and sat down in two chairs by my bed. One was a older man probably late forties or early fifties, and the other one was much younger most likely early twenties. “Hello Tara I’m officer Don and this is my brother officer Dan. May we ask you some question?” I nodded and then officer Dan asked “What can you remember from the night you were attacked?” I thought and said “Um I was with my friends Sam and Tessa when I lost them in the crowd.” officer Don wrote down what I said then asked “What happened after that?” , “I went looking for them and found Tessa dead via a knife wound in her neck.” I answered and officer Don asked “Do you remember how you got stabbed?” I knew all to well how I was stabbed but I wasn’t about to tell them that it was Sam. So I answered “No one moment I was fine then the next thing I knew I was on the ground with a gaping side wound.” I think the officer knew I was lying because he asked “You don’t remember anything about the attacker?” I shook my head and officer Dan asked “Not even the height or if the attacker was male or female?” I shook my head and said “No sir. I don’t know and of that.” I looked out the open door and there she was. The angel of death and sorrow…. I’m talking about Sam for those of you are a little slow in the brain. Anyway the officers tried a few more times trying to get me to tell them about the killer but I wouldn’t budge and so they left.
(Sam’s P.O.V) I watched as two officers talked with Tara after she just woke up and I was wondering if she would tell them it was me that killed Tessa and stabbed her in the side. As I watched the scene take place I started to realize that the officers seemed to be trying to pressure her into speaking. Finally the officers left the room and I walked in and she said “I didn’t tell them anything about you. I promise.” I sat down slowly in a chair that was by the bed and said “Why not you had the perfect chance to turn me in.” , “Yeah and turn in myself as well. I’m not stupid Sam. I know the reason you had me kill people was so you can take me down too.” I smiled and replied “Yep and once you’re out of this hospital I plan to make you kill more. So you’re stuck with me forever now.” She looked confused and said “You do know there are cameras in here right? You basically just turned us in.” I chuckled and said “Well I sorta rigged the camera… So I didn’t do anything wrong.” she groaned and covered her face with a pillow. I pulled the pillow off and in a sickly sweet voice said “No no can’t have you dying on me.” she watched me carefully and I moved closer and whispered “You will never be rid of me and I will follow you everywhere.” , “ My god you’re as bad as Jack the Ripper.” she replied. I smiled and said “That’s the kindest thing anyone has ever said to me.” then I walked out of the room leaving her alone. (later that day) I was walking down the streets a gun hidden in my purse as I looked for a victim for tonight. I wondered if Tara would tell the police that I was the murder but if she does then I won’t hesitate to tell on her and as I was walked I ran into Gabi and smiled. “Hi Gabi. How are you doing tonight?” she smiled and replied “I’m good. I’m on my way to see Tara.” , “ I’ll go with you.” I said and started walking with her as we walked towards the hospital I secretly pulled out my gun and then I slammed my hand over her mouth and dragged her into an alleyway. Before she could scream or say a word I tied her up and slammed a piece of duct tape on her mouth then I pointed the gun at Gabi and said “This will only hurt a bit.”
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The Insane Child
HorrorThis is a story I'm writing for a friend who is actually named Sam. She much like how I'm make her to be in the story but with a few thing I made up to make the story interesting. Hope you enjoy.