This chapter may have a lot of TW/CW in front of paragraphs. Keep in mind Karl isn't himself, kinda like Ranboo's enderwalk! Karl is very sick, and not in the right head space. Don't say you relate to him, or anything else. Ty <3
TW death, murder, and blood.
Karls POV
I couldn't sleep. My mind is all over the place, and I only have one goal. I grab my phone, but when I open it its not the same.
'DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO ITDO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO ITDO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT'
My eyes burned from staring at the bright screen. I opened my messages immediately, where could she be? I need to find her.
I need to make a plan.
Eventually after some digging I found out where she is.
I smiled.
I couldn't just walk in her house and kill her.
Thats idiotic.
I could apply for an uber job, and quickly pick her up.
That seems reasonable.
I then patiently waited for the name "Amelia" to pop up.
Time was going by so fast.
In the meantime, I put on a white button up on, that had very tiny back polka dots.
I draped a rust colored jacket over it.
(Something like this)
I threw on some random jeans, and walked to Nicks room.
"Hey, I have to go pick up a few things."
"I wont be gone too long"
"Alright! Be safe!"
As soon as I left his room, my phone buzzed.
'Amelia ------'
(dunno if this needs a CW but CW: knifes?)
I grabbed my car keys, opening a drawer in the kitchen and grabbing a rather large knife.
I slipped it into my pocket, and got into my car.
The drive wasn't far.
I doubt she would recognize me.
I pulled up to her house, i saw her slowly walk outside, and into my car.
She said nothing.
She was looking at her phone, and not even paying attention.
What a coincidence!
I drove to the nearest forest I could find.
Am I okay?
Whats happening?
Why do I have a knife?
Why cant I control myself?
The car just kept going.
I didn't know what I was doing.
As the car slowly arrived at the forest, i felt my thoughts disappear.
The car stopped.
I got out, quickly grabbing Amelia from my car.
I put my hand over her mouth to muffle her screams.
"Shut up! This would be so much easier."
I walked pretty far into the woods. Throwing her onto the ground, she screamed.
"SHUT UP!"
She continued.
I pulled the knife out of my pocket.
1...
2..
3...
Stab.
Red blood laced the end of the knife.
1..
2..
3..
Stab.
1..
2..
3..
Stab.
I stared at her limp body.
I fell to my knees.
Red blood stained my hands.
I sobbed.
What happened to me?
This isn't me.
I need help.
My shaky hands grabbed my phone, I clicked the contact labeled "Alex Quackity".
"A-alex."
"Karl? Are you okay?"
"I-I killed her."
"What..?! Who?"
"Amelia."
"Karl."
"Im sorry."
"Its not my fault, I couldn't control myself."
I couldn't breathe, I barely managed to say anything.
"Please, call N-nick."
"I need him."
I heard the phone beep, I knew he hung up.
I looked at her limp body.
Why did I do this?
Why me?
How am I gonna stream any more?
I heard a car stop.
Then loud footsteps.
"K-karl?"
I got up, laying the knife on the ground.
"I-"
"Karl why did you- why?"
"I don't know, I couldn't control myself. I couldn't do anything. I wanted to stop."
Nick wrapped his arms around me.
"Karl, its going to be alright."
"Y-you don't think i'm i-insane?"
"No, you did the right thing."
"She could of hurt more people."
I sobbed, tears and blood staining his shirt.
"We need to go home now."