Running From The Past

Chapter 10

"Charlie answer me!" Her sister shouted.

'And now she knows! You have to silence her...she'll your parents, and they'll tell the police who will arrest us. She can't be allowed to tell anyone! Silence her!''

Charlie stopped laughing and stood up. She walked over to where her bat was a picked it up.

"Idiots...I killed him with a large stick I found. Self defence I would say.

"You...You killed Matt..." Her sister shuddered as she said it.

"Oh Francis you clever girl!" Charlie continued grinning, "You've always been a curious girl haven't you. But...you know what they say about curiosity..." She stopped smiling and walked over until she was face to face with her sister. She could smell the fear coming from her trembling body.

"What?" Francis replied shakily.

Charlie leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"Curiosity killed the cat..."

Before Francis could react Charlie moved the bat from her shoulders and brought it down on her sisters shoulder. Francis cried in pain and fell to the floor. Charlie went to hit her again but Francis jumped up and dived past her. She went to open the door with her hand when Charlie slammed her body into it.

Francis screamed in pain again as her hand was wedged in between the door. Charlie used her body to keep the door closed and then used her foot to push her sister back to the floor. Picking up her bat she stood over her crying sister.

"I'm sorry baby sis...you know to much..." She smiled sympathetically.

Gritting her teeth she raised the bat above her head and brought it down on her sisters rib cage. There was multiple cracks and a choked scream.

"W...why...why...do...this..." Francis whispered in between struggles breaths.

Francis looked at her sister with pain filled eyes. Pain and heartbreak.

"Hmm good question! Why did I do all this?" Charlie gave a thoughtful look and sat beside her sisters head. "Well least start with you shall we? You Francis know to much about what I've done! So you have to go. Matt however he killed my lover... Poor innocent Red... set her on fire and tried to convince me I did it! Then he tried to rape me and after I killed him caused me to hear voices so I think you probably understand why I hate him,"

"Voic...voices?"

"Yep! If I didn't have them there would been a smaller chance of me killing you...I think?"

"Please..."

Taking hold of her bat she stood up and readied herself.

"Before you go if you see him say hi to satan for me," Once again she raised her bat like you would if you were playing rounders, "By lil sis!"

She brought the bat down and smashed open Francises head. Blood and brain oozed out of the wound. Over and over again she hit her. When she was done she examined her masterpiece. Half the head had been broken open and now blood was everywhere.
Charlie walked over to her mirror and look at her self. Her fringe had gone all over the place and her mascara had run. She sorted her hair and fixed her makeup.

'I quite like it,' she thought.

She turned her attention to her blood stained top. No point in doing anything now her family would be back while it would still be in the wash so she left it how it was. Turning she looked at her sister.

"Now what to do with you..." Charlie said to thin air.

'You need help...you have to move her they'll find you other wise...who do you always call when something's wrong hmm?'

She picked up her phone from the desk and found the contact name "C". It had only rung once before she picked up.

"Captain hey!...Look I need you to come over...now if you can and quick...no no we'll probably call them over later if we have time...ok thanks...bye love you too!"