Tyler POV
Slice
The knife slid through Joshs eye socket like butter.
Blood and milky optical juices flooded out.
Josh screamed as as his hand flew up to hold his face. He screamed. He screamed.
He wouldn't survive. He couldn't survive.
I grasped the handle of the knife and the hair-thin blade smoothly glided out.
Josh wailed out as the blood poured like a river from his now severely damaged eye. Five more seconds and he passed out.
The tip must have punctured his brain, for it was really deep in there.
I closed my eyes and held the blade to my neck.
I stood up and walked slowly to were Three AM was standing, eyes still closed and blade still threatening to sever the life from me.
"YoUrE pReCiOuS, bAbYbOy. I'm SoRrY JoShY eNdEd tHiS wAy." The cracking, gravely voice spoke infront of me.
My eyes snapped open and I looked into his.
They were icy and bloodshot. I couldn't tell what color they were, my vision was blurry with tears. I could tell his eyes were predatory though. They were thin and consentrated. Awaiting the moment when I peirced my neck. Awaiting the moment when the warm blood projected from the slit.
No. He wouldn't get the satisfaction.
I swiftly flipped around the knife and plunged it into Three AMs neck.
Blood on my hands, hands around my neck.
He was strangling me. I was stabbing him. We were killing eachother.
"AnY LaSt wOrDs, PrEtTy bOy?" Three AM sputtered out, blood pooling on his tongue and dribbling out the corners of his mouth as he spoke.
No. I had nothing to say.
I pushed the blade into his neck once again. It slid all the way through and poked out the otherside. I twisted it in a full circle. His eyes clouded and his hands involuntarily got tighter around my throat.
Three AM fell over.
So did I.
I coughed out one last time, this time the blood pooled in MY tongue.
Silence.
