Devil's Night

Let's Dance!

Ricky's POV

I watched closely at Rem as he made circles around me from the far points of the room, trying to pick up on any signs of attack. As I backed up, step by step as he began to get closer to me, I found myself in the far corner of the room away from the door and Chris. I was now trapped with Rem towering over me and with nowhere left to run. When I looked over at Chris, he averted his sight away from me as if he thought that I was going to be slaughtered right before his very eyes.

Rem placed his hand on my head, stroking my hair a few times before gripping it tight by the roots making a petty whimper come from my mouth. "It's a shame I have to kill you, I promised myself I wouldn't but I can't have any captives going rogue." he spoke with a sense of amusement in his voice as if this is what he wanted all along.

He held the makeshift blade to my throat and held it there a minute, waiting for the perfect moment to end me. "Your final words?" He asked.

"I've said it before and I'll say it again. You're a sick fuck." I growled at him.

And in that second, I grabbed his arm holding the blade and fought against the force on my neck. Rem distracted with that, I then kneed him in the stomach and then kicked him off of me.

"Ah shit!" I yelled as the blade grazed my chest when I shoved him away.

I scurried out of the corner and sprinted to where Rem was laying on the ground. I didn't have a second to waste and this needed to be done. I delivered a harsh blow to Rem's ribs, making sure he'd stay there. Then picking up the metal he dropped I now had one piece in each hand and now I was at an advantage.

I looked down at Rem, getting my aim set to kill him with fury in my glare. He held his hands up in front of him while looking away as he begged for my forgiveness. I paused for a moment but leaving my arms ready. I thought for a while. Should I actually spare him? Or was this just another lie on top of the ones before? I finally had him right where I wanted him but was this what really the right thing to do? The whole universe seemed to come to a stand still as I contemplated but I had to make my desicion quick.

"Do it! Fucking do it Ricky!" I was brought back to the present moment as I heard Chris call to me.

What the hell was I thinking? Forgiveness? Why should I? Not after what he's done to us. Not after the Hell he's put us though. No! I am not going to be weak again and I am not going to fail Chris another time. Especially since the power was now all mine. I could finally end this once and for all.

"No! You don't deserve my mercy." I scoffed at him as I plunged the blades into his chest and neck over and over again. "You don't get my pitty!" 

I continued on brutally stabbing Rem as I took out all of my pent up anger on his body even though two or three stabs would have done the job, I didn't want to stop. Blood was all over the place and I was making a red mess of the white room. I couldn't care less if I was painted in Rem's red, it would now be a symbol of bravery and strength to me and pay back for all of mine that went down that drain. I felt so alive, like I was on top of the world. Too focused on destroying Rem's body, I didn't even notice that Chris weaseled himself out of the Guard's hold. I let out a short scream of surprise as he tackled me down to the ground, pinning by the arms to the floor. He stared at me with a serious and worried expression waiting for me to relax.

"Ricky! Ricky! He's dead! Listen to me. He's dead." He scolded me as he tried to shake me out of my high induced by violence.

I just stared at him blankly as trying to compose myself with tears beginning to well up in my eyes. Desperate to catch my breath and slow down my heart rate, I just looked into his beautiful brown eyes. Suddenly after a few long seconds of silence while collecting myself, I just pulled him close and hugged his neck tight but dropping the metal "knifes" to the floor before I did. I buried my face into his shoulder and completely broke apart right there and then.

"I am so sorry. Forgive me Chris. I am sorry you had to see me like that." I whimpered out in between my sobs making me barely understandable.

He just held me and rubbed my back with small circles as he tried to calm me down. "Shh. It's okay. You had no other choice." He gently spoke to me but I couldn't believe his words.

I don't know how I am going to deal with the fact that I just ruthlessly murdered someone in cold blood and Chris was witness to the whole thing. It doesn't matter if they are evil or not. Murder is murder and it's not right by me. I just stayed in his arms for a while as he told me everything was going to be alright, finding comfort in his presence. What else could I have really done?