(sorry in advance if you dont understand this chapter, Danny has a different mind set now, and the chapters will be a little different and confusing from now on)
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It was over, complete, finished! She couldnt bother me and Ben any longer! That slut had fucked up our lives so i took hers. She deserved exactly what i gave her. The bullet straight to her brain, maybe that go it into her thick skull that me and Ben were together, haha!
I strolled over to Ben; wiping my hands vigorously of her blood on my jeans. I stared at my pale palms in agony; the blood remained. A visual curse of my sins and i couldnt relieve them. No matter how much she deserved her death, a dirty stain of guilt haunted me. Screaming into the night i hoped the sunrise would come soon and take away the night. It was still, nothing but the hollow sound of my ghostly breath shivered the crisp leaved of the trees; hanging in the stale air, its weak mists flowing from my lips into small spirals of nothing.
The moon died beneath the oak and the sun gradually rose, painting the woodland with colour and beauty. Passing over her grave and painting our skin with oranges and pinks.
I lifted Ben swiftly; holding him close to my chest. Kissing his head softly. His pale skin burnt my lips, i stared down on him, he was shivering slightly, cold bursts of dancing white ripples escaped his bluey lips with each rise and fall of his chest. Holding him tighter i kissed him again and quickly rubbed his shoulder. He looked so innocent, my murderous hands cupping his limp body as he breathed quietly. Ben was such a peaceful sleeper, he cast his petit shadow beneath my feet, it hung from mine in perfect companionship.
We arrived at the front of our bus, our shadows drifting away as i lifted Ben and walked through the cabin. The warmth stung my shoulder and pulled my breath away. A strange tingling sensation travelled up and down my spine. Ben tossed lightly in my arms, his hand twitching as it hung loosly from his body. I placed ben down, slowly taking my hand from his head and stroking his fluffy blond hair back. His eyes flickered and hesitantly parted and i removed my dry palm from his cheeks. I placed a finger to his nose and rubbed it gently.
"shh, you go back to sleep Ben, everythings ok, get some rest" i whispered, nacking away as he gradually fell back to sleep. I walked past the bunks, checking each one as i made my way towards the shower. Everyone was sleeping peacefully. They didnt know any better as to what i just did. I didnt know at that time whether i was going to tell them-
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I slipped out of my clothes and turned the cold metallic dial to its hottest setting. My skin would have to scold to wash away my guilt. i stepped hesitantly into the shower, the steam engulfing my body and warming my skin, small raised bumps grew up from my skin and the hairs on my arms spiked up. I shivered lightly, making a 'brrr' sound through my lips as the water crashed over them. My skin started to warm, gradually the heat worked its way up my body. It was relaxing, and it gave me hope that i would forget Honey by the morning.
My phone vibrated, slowly reaching out a dripping wet hand i grabbed it and looked at the random number. My eyebrows furrowed together, who the hell got my number?
I know what you did.
:)
I read it allowed in a hushed whisper. Someone Knew.
My fingers loosened, my body grew weak and limp, and soon i couldnt keep control of myself. I collapsed. Falling hard and smashing my head on the taps. I pained hiss escaped my lips, pressing my palm to my wet ginger hair. The phone layed beside me. A large crack down the screen. "shit" i muttered rubbing the screen with my thumb. "Shit" i shouted throwing it down in frustration.
Im ..... Guilty. Infact im worse than that, im guilty because im a murderer! "murderer" i whispered, the words burning my lips and stinging my head. Over and over i told myself Murderer. All the things i now was; that thing i would have to live with forever.
A loud smash on the door parted me from my thoughts, i quickly picked myself up from the floor and wrapped a towel around my waist. Walking out of the bathroom and dashing across the cluttered carpet to the door. I watched my shadow follow me. Its quite sad really, my shadow is the only thing thats loyal to me; until the night takes it away from me. The harsh air greeted my bear body.
"Hello?" I called out into the sunrise.
"Hello?" I repeated but nothing replied, i scowled and stepped outside further, walking along the bus, following the black paint wit my fingertips.
Soon my fingers felt wet, i scowled and glanced down at them, looking back up and continuing. wait..... i stared back at my fingers, covered in a thick syrup like paste. I examined it contently, rubbing my fingers and thumb together. The red paste spread freely. It ran down my palm in thin dribbly lines. Still wet, Fresh. I stood back and examined the whole bus, the sunlight igniting its colours, as it rose further, ushering the clouds away. As the whole bus came into my sight the more i stepped back, it became clear that the red paint curved into dripping letters.
I read each letter slowly,
M U R D E R E R : )
I gaped, my fingers releasing my towel, I stood stark naked. The air circulating my body and drying my agape mouth. There was something about the :) This persons trademark perhaps.
"Beeeeee-n" i called, keeping my eyes locked on the smiley. "Beeen!!" I called again, raising my voice. I heard a loud muffled groan, it became clear as it stepped outside.
"Danny, what the fuck are you doing up this early .....holy shit Danny!" He shouted rushing over to me and putting my towel up against my waist. "Get your towel back on" I gripped it loosly,
"Look" i said pointing to the bus.
"Shit"
"who saw us?"
"no-one! im sure of it!"
"well obviously not, Ben" i scowled
"I wasnt the one that killed her" he shouted back.
"I KNOW" I screamed "im just scared" hushing down i finally brought my eyes to his,
"im scared too Danny" He whispered hugging my tightly, He leaned back and kissed me lightly, his lip ring cool against my burning hot lips.
"Im so scared" i repeated. And i was right to be scared -
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Make A Choice, Danny
Fanfiction(Brusnop fanfiction) When a mystery writer starts to send Danny letters marked with a signature ':)' the simple antics of a couple, turn upside down. But who is this writer? and what do they want with Danny?
