Made Evil

I looked down at the sleeping face and just watched. a lot of thoughts were rushing through my head, but the strongest of all thoughts was wanting revange. I walked over to a bucket that had a small amount of dirty cold water in it, picking out the tatty bit of cloth in it,I rang it out watching the water run down my hands washing away the few blood patches but stinging all my cuts ignoring the pain I kept squeeezing the cloth untill no more water was dripping. I then walked back to the sleeping boy words echoing throw my head like "I put the rope around your neck! Why are you willing to helping me?". as I remembered this painful memory I put my hand loosely around my neck as I could still feel the life sucking circle around my neck. I bent down looking at the still sleeping boy. Gently I wiped the blood of his face waiting patiently for the right moment. when no one was around....

As I wiped at the blood on the boys face he moveved his head slightly. I looked around Bellamy was asleep, Clark was no were to be seen. Quickly I put the cloth over his mouth. His eyes shoudly opened fear entering them. He tried pushing me of but i had him pinned, and scarming woundnt help him. A small sinster smile covered the ends of my lips and as he took his last breath I whispered in his ear. "Now you now how I felt Connor.". As his last breath was took I removed and washed the cloth in the little bit of water in the bucket and walked of. "One down 2 to go "

The next moring everyone was awaken by a loud scarm. Jumping to my feet I followed the scarm. It lead me back to where Connor layed dead, Clark's body curvered over Connors lifeless body. She had always found death hard to cope with she had such a huge heart. I was gonna go and give her a hug but then I saw him. The 'know' it all, the punisher, the rule settle, the leader.... Bellamy Blake.

I walked into the woods knowing Bellamy would be acussing me of the death of Connor, and the funny thing is that he would be right.

As I walked throw the woods I couldn't keep the blond haired beauty of my mind. She was so full of life, and even when everyone was ageist me she was the only one who stuck up for me, she was my light at the end of my dark tunnel.

As I sat down in the grass I shighed remembering my past. When I was 15 I frist saw her getting food. Her blond hair glowing blue eyes shining like the sky . I was starving but didn't have enough for what I wanted. She could tell this by the look on my face, and following to were my eyes were looking she saw the food I wanted and out of the kindness of her own heart she borought me the food I wanted. It was so greatful, from that moment in I wanted this beautiful stranger to be mine. Every day after dinner I would go out and meet her. We would have long deep conversation about the ark, and how we imagined life to be on earth. I also enjoyed making her laugh. Her laugh was like music in my ears