Killed by words

this just got messy.

Kady's pov:

I still hadn't got my head around what we were actually doing. The haunting outline of the moon glared over the silhouette of my body. The stench of decay hung in the damp night air that sneaked through the gap of my bedroom window. I needed to rest as it was getting quite late. Before I knew it my eyes could no longer stay open and I dosed off forgetting to change into my pajamas.

The sun rose up as my mum shook my zombified body. After a while of her calling my name and tapping me on the shoulder, I woke up. I rubbed my tired eyes as I looked to my right to see what the time was. 5am? Why did she wake me up this early? School was even cancelled, so why aren't i getting my beauty sleep. That's when she hit me with the words.

"We need to talk"

Oh no, I thought. What could this possibly be about.

"You still are in on this plan, right? Darling?" She said, almost looking concerned and anxious for my answer.

I sighed "yes"

Was I actually capable of blood cold murder? I guess all those bullies were preparing me for this moment in my life. Instead of me sitting on my ass crying into my pillow, I should actually do something about the emotions I feel. People aren't who they say they are, they are all liers who deserves the worst. Screw it. I'm in. I'm not crazy or anything, I'm actually helping them, they will finally be free from this world that portrays itself to be wonderful but I don't get what's so spectacular about it.

I wondered who our first victim would be. Another one of my classmates, maybe even one of my bullies.

Mother dragged me to another room in our house and quietly shut the door. We began planning our next move. Who was it going to be, what will they look like, how are we going to do it? Thoughts surrounded me, not letting me breathe.

Mother was about to tell me who our first victim was going to be, that was until the door creaked open.

"Charli?" I said, realising what he might of heard.

My brother trundled his way in and moved his head so it was directly facing us.

"I heard everything" he bellowed, "I'm going to the police"

"I just can't let you do that" I grunted.

He didn't seem to happy to hear about our master plan. It would of been so great if the whole family could join. We could be happy again like we once we're with dad. It's a shame mother grabbed one of charli's trophies from his football tournament he did when he was only 8. He came first place and he made us dearly proud. He's such a sweet boy. My mum swung the trophy and hit his skull leaving a circular dent. He was such a good boy.

Blood poured out of the cut the trophy left, spreading across the floor reaching my feet.

"Let's go" I muttered, grabbing my mum's wrist as i headed to the car.

Turned out mother already packed our stuff. Knowing what we were going to do. We left off into the never ending road. Heading to a new town. This just got exciting.