To Make Them Pay

Damian...

I crossed out the name in scrabbled black letters. EMMA GOLDING. He's next A. Lets go and find him. I don't want to do this anymore. You have to. This is what they did to you. they deserve it. They had it coming. I looked at the last name on the list. I clenched my fist and surprisingly broke the pen in my hand in perfect halves. I can do it for you. No. Just like Lydia. No don't. My eyes. Heavy. Dizzy. I passed out. I woke up on top of him, Damian Garett. "Your such a nerd!" The memories flood back. "Hey baby, wanna talk?" He deserved it. "There goes the slut." They all did A. I opened my eyes. I was on top of him. Damian. His shirt off. His eyes open. A mix of shock, fear, and sadness in his eyes. I felt naked. Bear. I realized my shirt was off as well. But my bra was still there. Stained with blood. Damian's chest, splattered with a thick reddish blackish liquid. A Swiss Army knife stuck in his bear muscular chest. What did you do? What I had to. Don't worry we had a little fun before his, hehe mishap. No. No. You know he deserved it. We'll get caught. Not if we hide the body. What do I do? Sit him up. Put the note I left on the dashboard in his hand. I looked at the note. It's a suicide note. It's our way out. I tucked the note in his hand and sat him up in the front seat. Now leave. What about finger prints? It's a suicide honey. The police won't think to look. There's money for us in your purse. Take it. We'll be staying at a hotel tonight my dear. The hotel was a few a blocks down so I walked. I didn't look back at the car, at Damian. A, sweetie you know he had it coming. I never looked back, never. At the hotel I payed, checked in, and never said a word. Once in the room I emptied the contents of my purse. I found what I was looking for. I crossed out the next name underneath Emma, Damian. Lydia was at the top. She was the first to go. She was fun to kill wasn't she. Yes. They all will be. I crossed Damian out messily, I could barely feel my hands. I was exhausted. I lied down and slept. The next name banging me in the head like a hammer. Angel and Angelie. Two is a bonus. I could her mischievous laughing all night.