JEANNE

Chapter 8- My mental health

He took a step back when he saw me standing there with this insane grin but he didn't look scared. Do it!!!! You wont! I heard Jackie speak. I looked around for her really quick. I couldn't see her. Do it already! I realized she was in my head. She was literally talking to me in my head. I grabbed my hair and looked down thinking this can't be happening. I heard quick footsteps running up to me. The guy quickly jumped on top of me and pushed me to the ground. My head slammed against the ground hard and I let out a gasp. "WHATS WRONG WITH YOU?! WHO ARE YOU ANYWAYS?! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?" I yelled in his face. He didn't hold my hands down so I could've punched him in his face but I was curious why he was doing all of this so I wanted an answer before I hurted him.

He looked down at me and smiled very creepily. His pupils looked away for a split second then he looked back at me dead in the eyes and said with a shaky voice "because it's fun!" He said it so cheerful i had no idea what to do. This kid was insane! I looked at him in shock and he pulled out a pocket knife and flipped it open. He smiled down at me. "Sharp, isn't it? Wanna feel the blade?" He asked. I was always fascinated with knives so I reached my hand out carefully and he quickly hit my hand back down to the ground and put his knee over my wrist. I looked back up at him and he grabbed my hair with one hand and slammed my head against the ground. "Don't worry you'll be able to feel it across your face in just a second." I used my other hand to start punching his side and hitting my fist so hard into his chest but it was my left hand and I'm very weak in that hand so it wasn't doing much. He grabbed my wrist hard and put it under his other knee. He brushed my hair out of my face and I started breathing really heavily I was scared but not enough to scream. He got closer to my face and put the knife in my mouth to where the blade was digging into the corner of my mouth. "Lets see here. I want to make you a human puppet so bad but I like you. You seem nice. The only problem is......... you arnt smiling." He looked at me with a pouty face. He lifted his lips back into a smile and laughed. "I know how to fix that. Don't worry." He started sliding the knife through my face starting at the corner of my mouth and up. I started crying and struggling but when I struggled he accidentally cut in the wrong direction and I let out a scream. He quickly took the knife out and covered my mouth. "THATS WHY YOU DONT STRUGGLE!" He yelled. He realized he was yelling and hushed his voice. "Your gonna wake people up and if they see this and I get in trouble I'm running and I'm taking you with me! Then there will be serious consequences! So shut up!" He slid the knife back through the open cut he had already made and continued to cut it into a smile. I closed my eyes and started crying and trying not to scream. He did the same to the other side of my mouth. When he was done I was shaking under him and crying my eyes out. There was blood dripping down my mouth and on my white dress. He flipped the knife away and smiled down at me. He tilted his head and bit his lip as if thinking something was wrong with his "masterpiece. " He got close again and started playing with my hair. "You know what?" He asked. I continued crying and didn't answer. His smile faded and he grabbed my hair and pulled it more. "I SAID YOU KNOW WHAT?" He yelled in my face. "what?" I said quietly between sobs. He smiled again and stopped pulling on my hair and went back to playing with it. "I like you more and more the less that you breath. Your like a little puppet..... wait no, a little sister!" He jumped up off of me with excitement. "YA! A little sister! MY little sister!" He yanked me up to my feet by my swollen bruised wrist. "I'm gonna keep you!" He said tugging on my wrist to follow him. I had no facial expression as I followed him.

Something snapped in me that night. My sanity snapped. I hated what this guy had done to me and I'm not fixing to be his little sister! I saw his shiny knife sticking out of his pocket. I smiled insanely. Now I really was insane. All I could taste in my mouth was blood. His blood. Blood of revenge. NOT JUST HIS THOUGH! I WANT EVERYONES BLOOD! I WANT MY REVENGE ON EVERYONE! Hell, I was hungry too. Starving even. All my pain faded in that moment. I couldn't feel him dragging me by my bruised wrist. I couldn't feel my soar bleeding mouth with cuts in them.

I yanked my arm away and grabbed his knife out of his pocket. He quickly turned around and my eyes were wide. So was my smile. I held the knife out infront of me with both hands. I was twitching and swaying back in forth. He backed up and put his hands in front of him. "Woah little sis. Whatcha doing with that knife?" Each step he took back I took one forward. I started laughing hysterically. "God I'm hungry. How bout you?" I asked him. "Nah I'm good but I tell you what. If you hand me back my knife I'll get you some food." His back hit the tree and he jumped a little bit thinking he bumped into another person. I went up as close as I could to his face without touching him. I put the knife up to his throat. His hands were still in the air by him in the motion of surrendering. I whispered so close to his face if I moved the slightest bit closer we would've been kissing. "I don't want food....... I want your flesh!" I whispered and licked my lips. He had a disgusted look on his face and it turned to an angry face and he whispered back "God your insane! So insane that it's sick!" And he spat on me. I laughed as if that was gonna gross me out when I'm literally about to eat a human alive. He quickly tried to grab the knife but he accidentally grabbed the blade and I slid it out of his hands so it left a huge scar on his hand that was bleeding like crazy.

He let out a yelp of pain and I stabbed the knife into his gut and pulled it out. He fell to the ground and I started cutting him open and laughing. I could tell he was half way dead when I started licking the blood off of his face and hands. I tore a piece from his neck with my teeth and he didn't move so he was definitely dead. I kept eating and eating and it was all so good. The warm blood going down my throat like soup and the flesh that tasted like lunch meat. His teeth taste sweet so I took them with me to suck on later like candy. What a pity he died by watching someone eat him alive. I don't care! I started arguing with Jackie. Good! You learn well but you could've tortured him some more before u killed him. Don't worry we'll fix that. I'm a monster. Ya but you know what's good about being a monster? What? No rules, no responsibility, constantly on the run and always having an adventure! Ya I guess. I looked down. I stood up and sucked the blood from my fingers. Yummmmm! I heard sirens in the distance. A neighbor must've saw this and called the cops. I ran as fast as I could out of the neighborhood and back across the street into the woods. Before I could get deep enough to hid from the cops in the woods I tripped over a tree root and feel down a huge hill and landed in a little stream of water. As my vision started getting blurry and I struggled to breath I could hear the sirens and see the red and blue lights from the police cars.