It's Not Over.

Chapter Three: It's Done

            As days of planning went by. That Saturday finally arrived. My heart was pounding of exhilaration. I woke up feeling like a new person. Alice's parents are out of town, so today was the perfect day. I walked down stairs to no breakfast as usual, but that was expected. I made some toast and while eating it I couldn't stop thinking of how amazing this is going to be.

           When I finish her, I'm going to feel like I accomplished something big. I'm going to feel a heavy weight of joy like with Lauren. When I was done eating my toast I texted Alice telling her I was on the way.

"Bye mom, going over to Gavin's for a while!" I yelled toward the stairs.

          Knowing she was probably still sleep, I just went ahead to go out the door. Her house isn't that far from mine, walking distance is about 15 minutes. She lives in a huge house with surprisingly no cameras. I had of course brought my book bag since we were going to supposedly study. But also in my book bag, I had a different pair of everything, so when I get splattered with blood I could easily change. Like nothing happened.

            When I finally made it to the front of her house after that walk that seemed like it was forever. I had rung the doorbell waiting for her to open it. While I was waiting, I just started to look around her front yard, her house is nowhere near old. It has no spider webs, no ripped paint, all green grass. It's like they should be on TV showing off their house.

           As she opens up the door, I see that she's wearing a beautiful light pink sleeping gown, I guess she didn't want to change into everyday wear. "Hey Audrey! Come on in." I just smile as a response as I start to take steps inside. Her house again smells like blossomed flowers, I enjoy that scent. Her house is filled with white furniture, white walls, and black picture frames hanging from them. The kitchen in the house is so big with a 15,000 dollar light fixture hanging, over their counter island. As we headed back to her office where she studies, I glance down at my bag with my black gloves on and slowly start to pull out my knife...I couldn't wait any longer.

           She's still walking in front of me, leading me to the room. She looks as beautiful as always. I've wanted to be her since the first time I seen her. As anger starts to build and my jealousy level starts to rise. She stops. "You can go in and have a seat" she looks at me and smiles. I don't smile. I have no emotion. My face is blank. The knife is behind my back in my right hand, a pencil is in my left. I drop the pencil.

          As I lean down to pick up what I dropped, I swing the knife away from my back to slide it against her ankles as hard as I could. I heard the skin rip apart. Seen the bone staring back at me. The screams she did as she fell to the floor made me feel more alive. I put my hand in the blood that was squirting from her ankles, it was like a water fountain. I then slid my hand up to rub her blood all over her face. She's screaming like she's about to die already.

"Not yet.... i'm just getting started" I smile in her face.

"JUST LET ME GO!" she's screaming while crying puddles.

          I don't respond. I just bend down to look at her body lying there. "Let's have fun." I then grab her cut open ankles to drag her back to the kitchen. Her screams are like she wants to give up.

          "Don't give up yet, your time to choose is coming up." Her face is red, her body is quivering, she's crying, so much she can barely open her eyes. When I let her ankles go, and we're in the middle of the kitchen, I just stare at her face which is highly pleasing.  I then go over to her drawer to grab 3 different styles of butcher knifes, I walk up to her and kneel down towards her face.

"Which one for which body parts?" I sit there waiting for a response.

"I'M NOT CHOOSING, PLEASE DON'T HURT ME ANYMORE!"