'What a fucking cliche.' Was all I could think as I layed her body in the bath of her own home. I wiped my hands on the gray hand towel, the red on my hands staining the cloth.
I didn't mean to kill her. Why would I ever want to hurt someone? But she wouldn't shut up. She wouldn't stop talking about her. It made my blood boil, how she would talk bad behind her back.
Everyone downstairs was too drunk and high to even acknowledge that someone was just killed. Which allowed me to slip out of the house without anyone noticing, but no one notices me when I'm not hiding so.
I laid in bed that night, that moment playing over and over in my head. I went through every detail, every single word, scent, sight, emotion. I made sure nothing could be traced back to me.
"Who invited you?" Himari said, as she bumped into me on the way to the bathroom. "Open invite" I say as I don't move from my space against the wall. "Yeah, Suki isn't here. So there's no reason to pretend to want you around." The brunette said.
"Is she out of town?" I ask, I already knew the answer. Suki, the most perfect girl in the entire world. She was beautiful, she was kind, funny, smart, popular. And I was completely in love with her. We had gone to the same school since year 3 in elementary.
I knew everything, from her favorite food down to where she was. But in the end, I was the schools freak and she was the schools angel. But Suki, yeah she never cared. She would talk to anyone, and never ever was mean to them. She would say hi to me, and I felt like my world would light up.
I yearn for her. Anytime her beautiful name came out of someone's mouth, it was like all I could feel was anger through my veins. No one deserved to say her name, only me.
"Why do you care? You know she just pity's you? She doesn't care about you." Himori says as she rolls her eyes. And it was like something came over me. I stood up straight, my hands wrapping around her neck.
Squeezing. It was like I couldn't let go, she was turning pale. And when I finally let go, it was just to grab the pare of scissors that layed on the sink counter. They weren't as sharp as I thought, it took a bit of force to go through the side of Himori's neck.
When I was done, I hid her body in the tub of her own house, closing the shower curtain. And I thought about that moment that I killed, as I layed in bed. I finally had realized what I had done.
It was an accident! I didn't mean to of course! Why would I want to kill Suki's best friend?! She just wouldn't shut up. Suki does care about me, she'll love me soon. I promise she will, or else I just killed someone for nothing.
