How to be a murder 101

attack

lucy pov*

Finn ran ahead. As if he had seen her like this before. A lump formed in my throat. We were surrounded. Ryan and Jason stood next to me. I kept my eyes on Sue. Suddenly I was pinned against a tree by a small black smoky figure that looked a lot like karma. I saw an arrow fly towards us. It hit my arm. Soon after something from behind me grabbed my neck. I struggled.
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I called for help.
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"But no body came."

I saw that dam grin. Vincent walked towards me with a grin. He pulled out a bloody knife. It looks like the blood was fresh...which meant.

"You killed her. Didn't you?"

"chisk? Well of course."

I grabbed the hands on my neck and pulled them off. I fell. Vincent looked at me. I looked up at him as he used his foot to back me up and pin me against the tree. I struggled but he was stronger than me. Suddenly Vincent got pulled back. I stood up and saw Ryan. I smiled. I put my foot on Vincent chest. I looked around and saw that he had taken care of the smokey figure and the fox masked person. I grinned. I looked down at Vincent.

"If you think you've won your wrong."

Ryan rolled his eyes as he grabbed my hand. We ran leaving Vincent in the dust. On the way we grabbed Jason. We  ran until we saw Finn holding a door open. We all fell inside of the house. I saw Sue tied up on the floor crying. Finn sat next to her trying to calm her down.

Jason and Ryan walked into a room and locked the door. I walked outside and sat on the porch. I sighed and looked at the ground. Another day down.

*an hour latter*

Everyone had settle in. Sue and Finn were talking in a room while the other two boys were drawling. I just laid on the floor listening to music thinking. Nothing was happening for once. Which was nice. Yet the people we fought lingered in my mind. they looked so familiar. I sighed. I looked over. Ryan and Jason had fallen asleep. I laughed as I stood up. I walked into a room by myself and laid down. I stared at the ceiling for a bit before finally drifting to sleep.