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Chapter 47: A Real Life Horror Movie

MELANIE'S P.O.V.

I tried so hard...but I failed. Nevermind that, now is not a time for self pity. Right now I need to focus on the present. I keep my eyes fixed on Ian and Anthony, while Kalel stands there, shocked. I'm two feet behind her. In what feels like a milosecond, Ian grips the knife tightly and tries to stab Kalel in the chest, but Kalel is too quick for him and it goes straight through her thigh. 

AUTHOR'S P.O.V.

"Goddammit!" Kalel yells, looking down at her thigh and falling to the ground. Melanie stands there, frozen, evaluating her life desicions. (A/N Basically me everyday, tbh) "You little fucker, I thought you were dead!" She grabs the knife from inside of her thigh and pulls it out. Her face scrunches up as she does, while she tries her hardest not to scream. Kalel lets out a few grunts in pain, but manages not to yell or scream Kalel tackles Ian to the ground with what little strength she had left. In this process, the knife flew across the room. "Do it Melanie. You have a gun in your pocket, and I know that....Use it!" She yells at Melanie. Melanie wraps her hand, comfortably around the gun. Truth is, she's never really fired a gun before. Sure, she's seen it, she's seen it been fired...but she has never ever pulled the trigger. She pulls it out and points it at Ian and Kalel. "I-I...I don-" "Shoot it!" Kalel screams. At those words, Melanie does shoot the gun....but it doesn't hit Ian. The bullet goes through Kalel's skull. "I-I...." Melanie stammers, still not quite sure what she had just done. Her eyes are glossy, as if she's about to cry. "I don't deserve...this....life..." Melanie told herself, her face blank whilst tears started to roll down her face, dripping off of her chin. "Wait Melanie stop!" Ian yelled, running towards Melanie, before tripping over Kalel's dead body. But it was too late. The bullet had already gone through her skull, spraying blood onto the wall. Dead, both Melanie and Kalel. Completely dead. No illusions, no games, no lies. This time, they were actually dead. Anthony could move his fingers a little bit at this point.

IAN'S P.O.V.

I...I don't...Melanie..and..Kalel. Dead. For some reason...tears start to roll down my cheeks. This is like a real life horror movie...and I'm still afraid.  I don't know what to think...All I know, is that Anthony and I need to get out of here. Anthony's still numb. I can tell, he's the type of person that would've said something by now. Well, he's trying to move. His fingers are moving up and down...but the rest of him is numb. I guess I'll just have to carry him home....That's all I can really do right now. It's over...it's all completely over. The demon that haunted us has left, but a great friend has done the same....but Anthony's okay....and that's all that matters.

(A/N) I'M SUCH A PIECE OF SHIT. I KEEP FUCKING UP ON CHAPTERS AND WITH LIFE AND JUST GODDAMMIT.  That's all, carry on with your day.

NEVERMIND I HAVE SOMETHING TO ADDRESS.

I appreciate you all remembering my name (which is Amanda for all of you who don't know). But I honestly don't like my name and I would love it if you called me something else

Examples: Mummy, Magic, Magic Mummy, Satan, Dark Lord of All, Sofa King, Fluff Lover, fak u mum...

The first five would be preferable, but if you really wanna call me Sofa King, go ahead, I don't control your life. OR DO I. 

*INCEPTION NOISE* BBWWAWAAAAAHHHWW

Quote of the Day: "I'm just going to watch old smosh videos and cry"

QOTD: Are my chapters getting worse/better or are they the same? I don't know, I'm just not as confident in my chapters as I use to be. 

Me: I'm pretty happy with this chapter

My mind: NO YOU'RE NOT

Me: But I spent so much time on t-

My mind: FUCK YOU AND YOU'RE CHAPTERS YOU LITTLE SHIT

Me: Oh, okai ;-;

What I wanted to call the chapter: BLOOD ON THE PAVEMENT WHAT A MESS. IS THAT YOUR EYEBALL ON MY DRESS? DONT DRINK AND DRIVE PLEASE KEEP YOUR HEAD. OR COME GRADUATION DAY...YOU'LL BE DEAD! (If you know where that's from then kiss me)