What A Catch.

Chapter 56

Pov Beth

"Mum?" I shout, standing.

She runs straight at me, someone appears running after her, faster and faster.

"Beth, Im sorry," she stops in front of me, "I never meant it to be this way."

The man who was running after her shouts something.

"I tried to protect you, I tried to find you as fast as I could."

"Mum, what do you mean?"

Florence stands up and walks towards the man, Patrick shouts after her. This must be a nightmare.

"If I dont survive- just dont return home."

"What are you talking about?"

She never gets to reply. The man grabs her around the waist and she jerks backwards. He impales her with a knife, dragging its through her heart and down towards her stomach. I let out a gasp as Florence helps him her her down, slowly dragging the knife along her torso. I feel sick, blood spurts everywhere and I cant think. I know she is dead withing seconds. This must be one of those nightmares.

"Thanks Patrick, I finally got to help kill this Bitch." She laughs, holding my mums bloody body. "Now theyll never know..."

I turn to look at Patrick, his heart broken, head tilted like a puppy who has been hurt.

"What?" I ask quietly.

"Well, I gotta go. Before, you know, the police come. I have the honour in taking the body?" She laughs, quietly lifting the body up. "Oh yeah, and Patrick, your music sense is shitty, and you smell like sweat."

Just before she turns around, out of the bush, Caspar jumps. At the same time I jump off the floor, just realising the reality of my legs.

"What the actual fuck." I hear Frank breathe from behind me.

Caspar runs out, stabbing the man in the back with the same knife used to kill my mother. He lets out a strangled scream as he falls to his knees. Blood tips from his mouth. Blood squirts onto me as I stagger at the girl.

"Caspar you backstabber! Remember your promise! Fuck you!" Florence screeches.

I run up to her, shoving her over and grabbing her by her hair. Her hands are like claws and I rip the bow out her hair. She kicks me, straight back, and I slide back to the blanket.

With that, theyre gone.

Caspar stops and stares at me. He wonders over and grabs my hand, helping me up.

"Im sorry Beth, I tried to stop him earlier... Also, I never meant anything before... You are just so pretty and what not... Look. I cant stay for long but Im sorry and I did what I could."

He grabs my body into a hug, passing the blood on his clothes onto mine, before sprinting off into the night.

"What the fuck." I whisper.

It then hit me. Someone just murdered my mum in front of me. I feel my legs collapse below me. My head is spinning and I dont remember when I last took a breath. Someone grabs me as I collide with the ground and there are lots of sounds. I feel the blood sticky on my body and I try to decide whos blood it is.

What a turn out this has become.

Pov Gerard

I sit on the sofa, we leave in 6 hours.

Everyone sits around me and we try to discuss what happened a few hours ago. Beth, though, is in bed, mourning.

"What the fuck." Frank has said this 12 times in the last 10 minutes.

"So, he just stabbed her?" I say, trying to compute.

"And she was a lie. I thought she was the one?" Patrick says, distraught.

"Two people died." Joe says. "Did anyone call the police? Or get any proof?"

"And Beth is probably now homeless... And an orphan." Andy continues.

"How did Caspar get out of prison?" Mikey asks.

"Is Beth okay?" Casey whispers, still shaking.

"Has anyone still got blood on them?" Pete asks.

Everyone says no.

"I do, Im going to shower." Pete whispers.

He quietly stands up, leaving to wash blood off himself. Even Petes a little broken after last night.

"Why did her mum get murdered?" I ask.

"Yeah, but also, how did they know that we would be there? How did Caspar know? How did Beths mum travel, like, 3 states over? What does florence want to do with the bodies?" Mikey asks, rubbing his chin.

"What a beatiful ending to a crazy trip." I say, slightly sarcastically.

Casey is just staring at the wall.

"That was crazy. I cant." She whispers, "how come none of you are reacting like normal humans?"

"I dunno, Ive seem a lot of blood and have done crazy things in my time... To be honest this isnt very new." I tell Casey.

She blows some air from her lips.

"Can anyone sleep?" Joe asks.

"Well, Im not trying... But I probably wont be able to." Mikey says.

"I need to pack my stuff." Andy says, standing.

"Me too." Joe follows.

"I think I need to aswell." Mikey and Casey walk off.

Slowly the group dissipates.