Phychopath

.20

   "Find the shot gun, we can kill him" i tell her
"You'd really kill him?" She murmurs.
I nod.

I hear the gunpowder go off upstairs.
"We don't have much time Hannah!" I tell her.
"What about that...?" She whispers.
I look over and i stare in horror at the door to outside was unlocked.
I run to it and i lock it right as something runs in to it.
"He's smart" Hannah whispers in fright. 

The door bends and i watch as Peter in his werewolf form bends the door until it breaks.
Hannah screams me and her run for our lives.

Peter's musculor body lunges at Hannah and tackles her as he rips her throat out.
Blood drips from his teeth as he looks up at me.
I let out a sob as i look at my dead sister.
"You killed her" i sob with anguish.
I slowly stand up to half his size.
"I want Peter" i murmur.
It growls at me.
"PETER" i yell.
It lets out a roar but all his fur disappears and in a blink of a eye i was staring at peter.

His short black hair was drenched with sweat.
His inked arms were dripping with sweat mixed with blood.

His cold blue eyes stare me down.
"You killed her" i murmur.
"Hadley" he says slowly.
I look at him as tears roll down my cheeks.
"You bastard" i murmur.
He gives me a cold dark look.
"You killed everyone" i tell him. 
"I did it because of you! Your the reason their dead!" He growls.

I look at him in fright.
"What?" I ask softly.
"I killed Them for you" he answers.
"Why!" I sob.
"Ethan was going to hurt you Hadley, i had to stop him, Stacy and Dalton were going to kill Hannah and i killed them for you!" He tells me.

"What about Owen and Clara? Huh?" I ask.
"Owen's death was cause i needed to kill him, Clara used you as bait" he tells me.

"Why kill Eric?" I ask softly.
He looks away from me.
"From Jealousy? Were you jealous of him?!" I ask angrily.
"YES" he growls taking a step towards me.

"He was getting close to you" he growls.
I stifle a sob.
He grabs my arms and i scream in fright.
He lets go of me instantly and i bolt to the basemer door.
I try to open it but i realize my whole plan backfired on me.
"Hadley" Peter says.

"YOU KILLED THEM" i scream in anguish.
He grabs me and pushes me against a shelf.
"Why didn't you kill me" i sob.

"I love you Hadley" he murmurs.
I stare at him in horror.
"Your a sick freak" i mutter.
My hand brushes against the shot gun and i feel a flicker of hope.

I had to distract him.
"Why didn't you kill me, its not cause you love me, why?!" I ask softly.
He puts his hands on my cheeks.
"You'll understand one day" he whispers.

"No... no i wont" i murmur as i feel my hands loading the gun.
"I told you i'd protect you" he states.
"I didn't think you meant killing everyone else" i say.

He glares at me.
I slowly put the shotgun down and i grab my pocket knife.
I open it up as he looks at me.
I stab him in the stomach and he lets out a grunt in pain.
He lets go of me and i grab the shot gun and i run about five feet back.

I cock it and i point it at him.
"Say goodbye Asshole" i mutter as pull the trigger and it hits Peter in the chest.

He falls backwards on to the floor.
I drop the shot gun and i run out of the basement.
He was the only thing stopping me from getting down the mountain.
The second anyone would get close he would chase us up again. 

I grab a sled from the garage and i sit down and it it brings me down the icy driveway all the way to the bottom of the thing.
It took about ten minutes of it doing that.
I was freezing but i get up and i run to the highway.
I see a gas station but a mile away so i run to it.

I pull the door open and a worker there screams in horror at the blood that covers me.
"Please... call nine one one" i murmur.
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I groan in pain as i roll over and i look at my skin that was healing itself.
"Fuck you" i mutter.