Chapter 11- You What?!

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Splat!

I waited for the pain, and death, but I never felt a thing. What was that splat noise?

I opened my eyes, to see the back of my hands covered in blood. What the hell? I looked up, to see Tim, suspended in mid-air, ready to plunge the knife deep into my skull, but I looked down at his chest, and I see the tip of a knife coming out of his chest, blood pouring out in rivers. He collapsed on top of me, so I pushed him off, to see that Hoodie had stabbed Tim! I got a helping hand up from Hoodie, when we heard Angel scream. It was Helen.

He had stabbed Angel in the arm, she shot around and faced Helen, blood slipping between the gaps of the hand she was holding the wound on.

"Hello! long time no see huh?"

"Why are you doing this Angel?!"

"Doing what my sweet?"

"Don't call me that... It sickens me."

"My love? Sugar? Honey? Take your pick Helen."

"How about your killer?"

"My killer? That's a good on- oh, I see. I doubt it Helen."

"Don't get your hope high."

"SHUT UP AND FIGHT ALREADY!" I yell at them, annoyed and REALLY inpatient.

"You shut up cinder-fucking-rella!" angel yelled back at me.

Helen charged at her with his knife, he dodged the attack and swiped his leg, making him yell in pain, but continue. He jumped and rolled on the floor, then stood up again quickly, making Angel spin and become a small but dizzy, making her stumble slightly. Helen once again ran at her, only to move to one side and deeply cut her side. She screamed and held her side, falling to the ground. She started coughing up blood as Helen walked up to her and kicked her stomach, making her cough up even more blood.
Helen crouched down beside her "Don't be excited about tomorrow" he started, then he stabbed her and twisted the knife, killing her instantly "because there will be no tomorrow"

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