Runaways (DISCONTINUED)

chapter 3

         Your POV
     I looked around at my  surroundings . I couldn't see much like if something was around my face. I stared to freak out when I couldn't see anything. When I was about to scream i heard Wyatts voice telling me it would be okay. I instantly calmed down and asked him where we were. "We are at the hospital. Payton and her little possi beat you up really bad." When he said that something inside me snapped. I don't know what it was but all this sudden I wanted to kill everyone who hurt me or Wyatt.

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*1 week later*
       YOUR POV
I got out of the hospital yesterday. Wyatt made sure I got home. "Where have you been young lady?!" My dad said his breath still rinking with achool. "I was at the hospital cause of Payton and her little possi." "You deserve it with as ugly as you are." I got so angry. So... I said anything any teenage girl would do "fuck you Michael!" I ran off to my room and packed my bags. I grabbed a knife from the sink and cleaned and sharpend it. Tonight's the night I end it all. With that I waited till tonight when they were asleep.

    It was about 2 am when they were finally asleep. Perfect...  I thought. I went down down staries and looked Michael and Heather in the face. They look so peaceful. I looked at Heather. She woke up. Fuck. She look at me and whispered "What the fuck are you doing in here?"  "Oh nothing I'm just here to see you meat your end tonight." She looked at me with fear. I laughed. "What do you mean meet my end?"  And with that I slit her throat very.....very......slowly. Then I went over to Michael. What a pathetic reason of a father. I carved the word alcoholic on his his stomach and stabbed him in the heart as he did me. After I did all this... reality sink in. Oh my god I killed Michael and Heather.... I looked at the knife with their blood on it and shoved it in pocket. What a perfect trophy.....