Brendon briefly holds Ruby hostage while inquiring as to why she was speaking to Gerard, adding a few more threats for good measure.
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"Why were you at the Psychiatric Hospital?"
"Visiting someone."
"Who?"
"A friend."
"Gerard's your friend? What'd you talk about?"
"I just interviewed him for my psychology paper." My voice cracks.
Brendon brings the knife down to one of my wrists, applying pressure to the vein.
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"I don't think I need to tell you what'll happen if you don't keep your nose out of my business."
My attention rests on the blade. "You'll kill me," I mumble.
"Maybe. Your parents are respectable people. It'd be a shame if something were to... happen to them."
I redirect to him, wide-eyed.
"Amber might be next. Who knows? You'll probably admit yourself to an asylum like Gerard. Before I can get to you, that is. After all," He smirks. "I like to save the best for last."
"Leave them alone. Please. They have nothing to do with -- "
He presses it deeper, and I'm afraid any sudden moves will force his hand. "Imagine coming home from school, and your parents' bodies are mangled on the floor, maybe beside your best friend. All because you couldn't refrain from snitching."
I squint. "You wouldn't."
He gives me a hard glare, then coils my sleeve a fraction and horizontally slices my forearm above the vein. I exclaim and grimace.
"I'm told that hurts."
Blood seeps through the thin, stinging line.
"Don't... test me." He rolls my sleeve down and unstrains me. "Get out of here."
I run home.
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