Kiss and Tell

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"Still no answer. That's what I thought. Let me repeat one of those stupid things right now." John took out his knife.

"Jackie!"

"I wanted to the first time for real, but my hand slipped. This time, I'm not sure what will happen!"

"No! Stop!"

John held out his wrist and opened the knife.  Alex hit the knife out of his hand.

"Jackie! Please don't do anything stupid over me or Eliza. Please!" He started to cry.

"So you do care about me?"

"Does this answer your question?" Alex sat down next to John and kissed him.

"I'm not sure, can you answer again?" John's face was bright red.

"I guess!" Alex kissed him again.

"I don't need this!" He picked up the knife and threw it out the window.  Little did he know that Eliza was walking down there after it had fallen.

"This is John's! What's on it? Blood! Oh no, no, no!" Eliza raced to their dorm.

Eliza opened the door and caught them kissing.  "Alex? John?"

"Eliza!" Alex screamed.

"I found this and I wanted to make sure John was okay?" She held up the knife. "But I guess he's fine."

"Eliza! I can explain!" Alex said.

"No need." She opened the knife and held it out.

"Eliza! Don't!" John screamed.

Eliza saw the picture of her and John on the wall.  She threw the knife; it hit the picture right between their face.

"Eliza!" John screamed.

"J'espère que tu brûles!" Eliza screamed at John.

"What does that mean?" John whispered to Alex.

"I hope that you burn." Alex replied. You could tell he was scared.

"Oh great!"

"As for you, Alex, nous avons fini!" Eliza walked out.

"What d-" John started.

"We're over."

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