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Wendy's Point of view:
Beth threw me into her room and pointed her gun back at me.
"Don't try anything fucking stupid, I swear to god I'll blow your fucking head off"
she pulled out her cell phone after she made her threat and dialed a number.
I Sat in the chair she threw me in and closed my eyes. I didn't listen to what she was saying. I didn't really want to hear what she had to say to whoever I was being sold to.
She came over and sat in front of me with a smug grin on her face.
"You just made me a very rich woman, thanks shit head" she set her gun down next to me and lit a cigarette. He phone rang and without thinking she got up to answer it leaving the gun beside me. I grabbed it and stood up, quietly standing behind her as she talked and told the buyer to just come in when they got there. As soon as she hung up I hit her with the base of the gun in the back of the head. As she fell to the floor I kicked her repeatedly.
The entire time she was on the floor all I could think of was they was she treated peter and how cold hearted she was. She spit some blood out of her mouth and turned to look up at me.
"I underestimated you Wendy" she mumbled as she tried to stand up.
I cocked the gun and pointed it at her shakily
"Did you really think I was gonna let you get up?" I said flatly
she smirked "you don't have a choice" she said before she kicked my leg out from under me. She lunged on top of me and began to choke me. I did the only thing I could do at that moment. I pulled the trigger. She stopped and her mouth fell open. I pushed her off of me and scrambled to get up, when I did I looked down at her as she clutched her stomach.
She looked up at me and mumbled some sort of obscenities at me before collapsing all the way to the ground. I stared down at her still in a bit of shock that I had done it again after so long. I jumped a bit as I heard a voice come from the doorway.
"Once a killer, always a killer"
I looked up and my eyes widened. There in the doorway stood the one person I never expected to see.
"Kimmy....what the fuck" I whispered.
She stepped forward and sighed softly.
"Wendy, you killed someone very important to me. That man that you crept up on in his dark bedroom all those years ago was my father."
My mind wandered back to that night me and Peter made the stupidest decision of our lives.
"Why didn't you kill me when I was in your house all these years?" I questioned
to which she replied "I figured watching you suffer without someone you loved was good enough, cause then you would have a small hint as to what I was feeling"
my hands were shaking and tears were streaming down my cheeks.
"Why do you want me now?"
She pulled out her little vial of cocaine and snorted a bump from it.
"Because" she sniffed a few times "now that peter is back in your life I'm not getting the satisfaction of watching you slowly die without him, so now I need you to kill peter" she smiled wickedly and leaned against the dresser
my head hurt as all my thoughts spun around inside of it and I closed my eyes. 'This has to be a dream, or a joke. This can't be happening' I thought.
I looked over at her.
"I can't do that" I whispered
she nodded and stepped over beth's dead body and stood mere inches from me.
"I knew you would say that, but darling, you haven't got a fucking choice" she grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the door. As we passed the desk beside the door I saw a letter opener and made a bold move in grabbing it and stabbing her arm with it. She let go of me and I ran out the front door and kept running. I knew it wasn't safe at my apartment so I ran to joe's. when I got there I was out of breath and near collapsing. I managed to knock and when the door was pulled open I fell into the arms of whoever it was that opened it.
I woke up on the couch with all four boys staring at me. I looked down at myself and realized I was a mess. My clothes were blood spattered and torn and I had cuts and bruises already forming on my body.
The first words that came out of my mouth when I looked at Pete were "they want me to kill you"
he sighed and took my hand kissing it softly "we'll think of something" he whispered.
That night joe gave up his extra bedroom to me and Pete. We laid there in the dark quietly, both of us trying to think of a way out. I sighed when all that came to mind was that night we planed on taking our lives together. I could tell that's what he was thinking of too cause every time he looked at mt he had to turn away. We laid there until morning came and we heard the other guys moving around in the house. I laid my head on Pete's 's chest and sighed as he began telling me the plan he spent all night thinking of.
Beth threw me into her room and pointed her gun back at me.
"Don't try anything fucking stupid, I swear to god I'll blow your fucking head off"
she pulled out her cell phone after she made her threat and dialed a number.
I Sat in the chair she threw me in and closed my eyes. I didn't listen to what she was saying. I didn't really want to hear what she had to say to whoever I was being sold to.
She came over and sat in front of me with a smug grin on her face.
"You just made me a very rich woman, thanks shit head" she set her gun down next to me and lit a cigarette. He phone rang and without thinking she got up to answer it leaving the gun beside me. I grabbed it and stood up, quietly standing behind her as she talked and told the buyer to just come in when they got there. As soon as she hung up I hit her with the base of the gun in the back of the head. As she fell to the floor I kicked her repeatedly.
The entire time she was on the floor all I could think of was they was she treated peter and how cold hearted she was. She spit some blood out of her mouth and turned to look up at me.
"I underestimated you Wendy" she mumbled as she tried to stand up.
I cocked the gun and pointed it at her shakily
"Did you really think I was gonna let you get up?" I said flatly
she smirked "you don't have a choice" she said before she kicked my leg out from under me. She lunged on top of me and began to choke me. I did the only thing I could do at that moment. I pulled the trigger. She stopped and her mouth fell open. I pushed her off of me and scrambled to get up, when I did I looked down at her as she clutched her stomach.
She looked up at me and mumbled some sort of obscenities at me before collapsing all the way to the ground. I stared down at her still in a bit of shock that I had done it again after so long. I jumped a bit as I heard a voice come from the doorway.
"Once a killer, always a killer"
I looked up and my eyes widened. There in the doorway stood the one person I never expected to see.
"Kimmy....what the fuck" I whispered.
She stepped forward and sighed softly.
"Wendy, you killed someone very important to me. That man that you crept up on in his dark bedroom all those years ago was my father."
My mind wandered back to that night me and Peter made the stupidest decision of our lives.
"Why didn't you kill me when I was in your house all these years?" I questioned
to which she replied "I figured watching you suffer without someone you loved was good enough, cause then you would have a small hint as to what I was feeling"
my hands were shaking and tears were streaming down my cheeks.
"Why do you want me now?"
She pulled out her little vial of cocaine and snorted a bump from it.
"Because" she sniffed a few times "now that peter is back in your life I'm not getting the satisfaction of watching you slowly die without him, so now I need you to kill peter" she smiled wickedly and leaned against the dresser
my head hurt as all my thoughts spun around inside of it and I closed my eyes. 'This has to be a dream, or a joke. This can't be happening' I thought.
I looked over at her.
"I can't do that" I whispered
she nodded and stepped over beth's dead body and stood mere inches from me.
"I knew you would say that, but darling, you haven't got a fucking choice" she grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the door. As we passed the desk beside the door I saw a letter opener and made a bold move in grabbing it and stabbing her arm with it. She let go of me and I ran out the front door and kept running. I knew it wasn't safe at my apartment so I ran to joe's. when I got there I was out of breath and near collapsing. I managed to knock and when the door was pulled open I fell into the arms of whoever it was that opened it.
I woke up on the couch with all four boys staring at me. I looked down at myself and realized I was a mess. My clothes were blood spattered and torn and I had cuts and bruises already forming on my body.
The first words that came out of my mouth when I looked at Pete were "they want me to kill you"
he sighed and took my hand kissing it softly "we'll think of something" he whispered.
That night joe gave up his extra bedroom to me and Pete. We laid there in the dark quietly, both of us trying to think of a way out. I sighed when all that came to mind was that night we planed on taking our lives together. I could tell that's what he was thinking of too cause every time he looked at mt he had to turn away. We laid there until morning came and we heard the other guys moving around in the house. I laid my head on Pete's 's chest and sighed as he began telling me the plan he spent all night thinking of.
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