CAUTION: GRUESOME CHAPTER! BLOOD, DEATH, AND INSANITY!
READ AT OWN RISK!The bullet hit him in the head.
The boys turn around and stare at me, as the one boy hits the ground.
It all happens in slow motion. I take out my knife and begin to run towards the boys while putting the gun into my bag.
I threw the knife at the other boy next to him, ad he was running at me, for the kill.
I hit him in the neck. I jump onto him, pull it out, and his blood is all over me in seconds.
I look up the sticky, red mess all over my face. I probably look insane.
Archery paid off. I learned how to have beautiful aim, at incredible speed.
I get off the boy and start running towards the others, about three, are running at me. The other two are running away.
I smile at them as I take out my gun, and shoot two in the chest, and I jump up and stab the other one in the chest.
I don't take out the knife, "WHICH ONE OF YOU KILLED HIM?! THE BOY IN THE CAR!"
The boy smiles, "I-I won't s-s-say anything."
I twist the knife, slowly, "Tell me, now!"
He screams, loudly, "OKAY, OKAY! the one r-r-running, with the c-c-crips logo."
I look up. I see the logo. The boy I'm on flips us over and digs his knees into my arms.
I yelp. The knife.
I grab the knife out of his chest, and blood pours onto my face.
I close my eyes and my mouth until he falls to the side of me. I open my eyes, and I see him, eyes glazed.
Sad. He had pretty amber eyes.
I get up and start running towards the boys. They stopped to rest, thinking their boy had it handled.
Ha. Silly boys.
I slow to a crouch. I get down into the tall grass they were running in.
I am sneaking up on the paths they already made, so they don't see the grass going down.
I hear them talking.
Crip Leader, "Wow, she's insane."
Other one, "Why is she though."
The leader shrugs. They start to walk, as if me, killing their group didn't affect them.
I crouch behind the other boy, and silently murder him.
I choke him.
The leader says, "Hey, man-" Then turns around to see me, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YO-"
I cut him off by pouncing on him, "You killed him" I growl.
"Who?!" He says.
"The boy in the car!" I spit.
"T-that was an accident!" he whimpers. "THAT DOESN'T CHANGE THE FACT THAT HE'S DEAD!"
He punches me in the face and knocks me to the ground. I get back up, and he scrambles to run away.
I tackle him from the back, and we tumble down, again. He ends up on top of me, and he punches me twice.
I yelp, then I spit in his face. He lads another punch on me, so I scratch his eye.
He screams, and I roll so he's on the bottom. I punch him twice, then I grab my knife and stab him in the same eye I scratched.
He screams loudly.
"Yeah... feel the PAIN of life being drained from you, JUST LIKE YOU DID HIM!"
"JUST KILL ME, PLEASE!" he yells.
"Fine." I pull out the gun and shoot him in the face.
I have blood all over my face and clothes. I look at my knife, which is caked in blood.
I look at the dead boy I'm on top of.
"Oh," I say.
I stand.
I put my hands on my face, and start to cry.
Look what I just did! Aidan would be so angry.
I wipe off the tears.
"But it was fun," I say to myself.
"Yes, fun." I laugh, "IT'S ALL JUST SOME FUN!"
I start to laugh, like crazy.
I then stop abruptly. I need to something with the bodies.
One thought comes to my mind.
Ezra.
((sorry for the short chapter, but it was violent, sooo yuhh.))

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