I threw my body against the door trying to take it down, but with no success. "Let me in" I sighed coldly. The boy laughed. "How dare you mock me." I began angrily. He gasped for breath and yelled through giggles, "I'm not, it is just hilarious that you are trying to kill me yet you can't get through the door." I heard a thump and some more giggles. My anger turned to rage and I smashed at the door again. "I will stay here if you want to try to pick the lock." he said, not scared anymore. I slammed my heel into the door, and then grabbed a paper clip from my pocket. The door creakily swung open and I grinned. "Boy, where are you." I muttered. he raised his hand from on top of the bed and I as quick as a flash was on top of him, my knife across his throat. He looked startled, and then scared as if he didn't actually think I would kill him. I pressed my knife harder into his throat watching the blood spill. I felt my chest heave and I saw he loosely cut my stomach with his knife. So that was why he wasn't worried. I laughed, "I've killed many armed people, why do you think you are an exception?" He shook his head, only making the wound deeper. He bit his lip and I watcher one tear fall from his eye before he brought his knee up into my stomach, quickly getting up and jumping off the bed. I raced after him and angrily pushed him to the wall. Rage pounding through my body. He held his breath and looked at me miserably, "Kill him already, don't you want to avenge me?" My sisters voice called I nodded my head and pushed the knife into her stomach. The boy looked to me with one last pleading look and fell unconscious against the wall murmuring his last words. "You idiot." I looked at him startled. I am the idiot? How am I the idiot. He slumped to the ground in an unconscious heap of body. "You haven't killed him yet." My sister called. "Just one final blow to the heart." I slumped to the floor beside the body. It was slumped there so peacefully, and for some reason the boy reminded me of my sister. "Andrew show yourself!" I called Andrews outline appeared in front of me. "You know the right choice it isn't my decision." He called and faded away. I muttered a curse under my breath and brought out some pills. shoving them into the boys mouth.
(I don't feel like going into specifics so pretend these are really cool pills that make you alive instantly)
He gasped for air and came up. He felt his hands and smiled. "I knew it." He sighed I punched the ground and he smiled. "You are a good guy you just don't know how to show it!" He whispered. How could I revived him? I have killed 52 people. 52 with no mercy, but now? It has changed to 52 murders. 52, and a half.