Murder and Me

Chapter One

"We're together!"

The words hit me like a wave. They were a couple, like a real couple. Daniel and Damion stood in front of me, beaming. This was not meant to happen. I was not meant to become the third wheel, I was meant to be the... the most important. How could Damion even think of liking Daniel in that way? Wasn't I so much better for him?

I realised they were staring and forced a smile to appear on my face. The smile felt like acid. I briefly closed my eyes, worrying about the frustration appearing in them.

"Ah! Oh my gosh! That is amazing," I forced the words out, trying to keep the despicable thoughts in my head to stay there. I couldn't say anything yet.

"I am glad you think so. For a moment, I thought you were going to get angry, " Damion laughed, lightly, taking Daniel's hand. I lifted my hands to my cheeks, pretending to look amazed. My chest knotted tightly as I realised what this would entail. He thought I would get angry? No, I was already fucking furious.

-------------A few hours earlier-----------------

"Emilia, what on earth are you doing!" Daniel chuckled lowly, staring at me as I stood on the table on which he was doing homework. Daniel's bright blue eyes stared at me until I began to get off the table. Damion burst into a fit of laughter. I could see the wrath in Daniel's eyes fade when he heard Damion's laugh. My chest tightened as I saw it.

Looking back down at the table, I subconsciously moved my feet so that they were standing on part of Daniel's homework. I felt no remorse as I smudged a word from an essay he had been working so hard on. The tightness of my chest lifted as I saw Daniel's face turn into an expression of horror. Regardless, I turned my head, pretending to be unaware of the feat that just occurred.

I smile rose to my lips as Damion's contagious laughter filled the air. Damion was my favourite. There wasn't any question about it, even though I had known Daniel for much longer. Damion had come to our school when we were in year five. Daniel and I were not the best of friends, but we both wanted to be friends with Daniel, that was the only reason why I ever started talking to him. Since then, the three of us have been quite close.

Although there have been many times when we fell out, we would always become good friends again. The memory that is most vivid in my mind is when we were playing hide and seek. Daniel, who is the best seeker of all times, was trying to find us. Even though Daniel is good at seeking, Damion and I were able to hide from him for around five minutes, which was unbelievable, because we hide in a large warehouse, almost hidden from view. The warehouse had become our safe haven. We would always go there when something good happened.

Daniel rolled his eyes and carried on with his homework. Eventually, Damion stopped laughing, yet his green eyes still held a happy emotion. I stuck my tongue out at him and he started to walk towards the seat Daniel was on. As he walked past me, I dragged my hand through his chocolate brown hair. He jumped but relaxed when he realised it was only me.

"Come on, Emilia. You know we are meant to be revising!" Damion whined, taking a seat next to Daniel and ignoring what I had just done. My heartbeat quicken, feeling left out. I saw them stare at each other for a second and my jaw clenched.

"For gods sakes, go revise in your own bloody house. You came here knowing we would get nothing done so do not pretend you were planning on it!" I snapped aggressively, jumping down from the table. Damion's face dropped. There was a light pinch in my gut, but I quickly ignored it.

"Emilia! Do you mind? I forgot how much of a pain you can be," Daniel questioned, standing up.

"I am a pain? Think about what you are saying, Daniel. You have two friends, your brother hates you and the teachers fail you on purpose. Would you like to rephrase your ineffective insult?"

"Emilia-" Damion started, but Daniel interrupted.

"I'm leaving. See you when decide not be a bitch." Daniel grabbed his bag and homework then left the room.

"Does he really think he can talk to me like that? Honestly-"

"Sorry, Emilia.... I- I need to go," Damion mumbled as he picked up everything Daniel had left behind.

"What?" I snapped, "Off to follow your prince in shining armour, are you?"

He simply nodded then left abruptly. I kept my eyes trained on his chocolatey brown hair as he left. Something pinched my gut, but I ignored it. That jerk deserved it. I walked up to my room and fell onto my bed.

On the right, there was a mirror. I stared into the mirror, my dull green eyes meeting eyes that looked brighter. I fell into a deep sleep like that, not realising when my parents came home.

Once Damion had gotten Daniel to forgive me, as he said, they both came over. The event that may have broken my soul, took place. But my apparent best friends stood there gleaming with delight. My emotions were switching from anger to sadness then back to anger. Anger makes a person do stupid things, but the anger that I felt made me see clearer. It made me see what I should do.

I took in my surroundings. We were in the kitchen, as I was making my dinner. I turned back around. My mouth became excessively dry and I began to shake as I carried on slicing onions. My heart leapt into my throat and my stomach churned uncomfortably. My eyes became watery.

Breath, I told myself. Instantly, I began to regain my calmness. Now think.

"We should go and celebrate in the warehouse!" I stated, as enthusiastically as I could. The two, now couple, shared a look and nodded, before leaving the room. Now act, I told myself, putting the sharp knife up my sleeve.

By Mi1950