I jumped up from the bed and sprinted downstairs with Tate right behind me. Great, how will I explain that to Jenny. When we got to the kitchen I saw Chloe and Jenny pressed against the wall, a man with a knife pressed against Jenny's scalp and two little boys pulling at Chloe. I looked wide eyed at Tate. "What do we do!?" I shrieked. He headed to the man, of course. I made my way over to the boys.
"Hey, hey little boys. Let her go." They turned and looked. "It's not very nice to pull on little girls." I said sternly. They turned back around, unfazed by what I had just told them. I roughly turned them around by the shoulder. "Hey! I said leave her alone" I said a little more sternly. They let out a loud cry and turned around and started yanking at Chloe's hair. She screamed out in pain tears falling from her eyes. I grabbed one of the boys and yanked him away. "Stop it!!" I shrieked. "Tate what do I do!? I don't wanna hurt them!"
"Just throw them it won't hurt em!" He shouted back. I went and grabbed the other boy by the back of his shirt and threw him across the kitchen. I heard his screams of pain. I tried to ignore them while I pulled the other boy off. His hands where covered in Chloe's blood, but that only mad me angry. I yanked him away and threw him against the wall. He slumped down next to the other boy. I didn't know if they where dead or just knocked out. Then I heard Jenny scream again. I looked and saw that the man was cutting into her scalp. Tate was doing his best to stop the man, but the man kept punching him back.
I told Chloe to wait outside and ran over to them. I jumped on the mans back and threw my arms around his neck and started to tighten my arms around him. He dropped the knife and Tate quick picked it up. I told Jenny to run and get Braylon and Chloe and hide. She ran to go find Braylon first. "What do I do!?" I shrieked. The man was pulling at my hair, but not as viscously as the little boys where.
"Just hold him still! Hold his arms!!" Tate said. I don't know why Tate can't hold him down. I mean he looks a lot stronger than me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled his arms up and in the air. Man he was fighting hard. I mean he's already dead what's he gotta loose? I looked at Tate and he gave me the signal to move. I held up three fingers and gestured to them. He nodded and I counted while he watched.
One
Two
Three!
I jumped off and rolled under the table right when Tate went to stabbing. He stabbed him over and over again. He probably stabbed him 40 times. I crawled out from under the table and walked over. "Tate?" He kept stabbing. "Tate." I nudged him with my foot. He jumped. "Tate, I think he's dead, honey." He looked up with wide eyes. He looked like he was enjoying this. He stood up and looked like he was about run. I quick grabbed his wrist just in case. "Your scared of me now aren't you?" He asked. A look of fear in his eyes. "Never." I gave him a small smile. "But what about the body?" I kicked it softly. He looked down at it. "Ah, it'll go away soon. Moira will clean the blood up."
"I'll go tell Jenny to take the kids out to do so,ethnic to take they're minds off of it." I walked out and called from the porch. "Jenny! Go take the kids out and take your mind off of it!"
"Are you sure!? Who was that boy with you!?"
"He's a friend. One of the neighbors. And yes I'm sure. I'll clean the little mess up." She had already cleaned up Chloe's head. Poor thing.
"Oh, okay than! See you tonight!"
And with that she loaded the kids up and drove off.
