"What do you mean I'm not going anywhere?" Why is she acting this way? She was creeping me out before, but at this point it's horrifying.
"I mean," she said, going through her purse, "you are not going anywhere. You are staying here, With me."
"Zoe, stop freaking me out." I can physically feel my heart at this point.
"You are not leaving me." She pulled out a knife. From her purse. "Not like everyone else." I think that's why she looked so distraught earlier when going through it earlier. She either saw it or didn't. I don't know what's worse, her bringing the knife on purpose, potentially planning this moment, or only finding it out later and improvising everything that came afterwards.
"Zoe put the knife down." I tried to sound as calm and collected as possible, but my voice still shook a lot.
"All you guys are so damn inconsiderate!"
"You're the one holding the fucking knife!" I exclaimed, potentially a bit too aggressively as she can stab me at any moment.
"I wouldn't have pulled the knife out if you didn't want to leave!" she screeched.
"Hey, calm down," I said in my best calming voice, "we don't want to attract attention now, do we?"
"No," she sobbed. I honestly have no idea what I saw in her before, or why I found her attractive. Sure, she has the looks, but on the inside she is rotten. And why is she like that? Why is she so psychopathic? She probably had, and still has abusive parents. It is hard to be sympathetic to her though. Not after she threatened to kill me.
She suddenly slashed the knife, aiming for my neck. I had a quick reaction time and just about ducked under the knife. I felt the wind after she tried to cut my neck open. She starts screaming and charging at me with the knife pointing at my stomach. She lunged towards me, I took one leg behind the other and used my hands to push her arms in a different direction. This gave me the opportunity to hit her with my knee on her stomach. She proceeded to fall over. This was when she dropped the knife so I dashed towards it and picked it up.
"Give it back!"
"So that you can murder me?" I'm not giving the knife back to her. And yet she still lunged at me. Fighting back isn't a problem for me as I am physically stronger than her. But she just does not get tired. She kept lunging at me, no matter how much I pushed her away from me, no matter how much I fought back.
And then I don't know what happened. She just stopped lunging at me. I took a quick glance at her and saw why. She had blood pouring from her neck. I must have slashed her neck while defending myself. And then she just dropped, with a look of devastation frozen on her face.
I had just murdered someone.
I just murdered Zoe.
This all happened so fast that I didn't think of looking at my hands. They were covered in blood, both of them. And it wasn't my blood, at least most of it. The sight of all of this made me feel highly lightheaded, so much, in fact, that I couldn't even stand. The rush of adrenaline has died down and I have no energy left.
I took a rest for a bit. It was so dark now that everything was barely visible. The benefit of a forest is that nobody keeps it up, meaning that it is overgrown with grass, bushes, and trees, obviously. This made it very easy to hide Zoe's body. And my god she's heavy. The raspberry bushes would do the job just fine and the insects can do their job. At least I think that's how it works.
Now the blood is the only problem. Nobody can see it, though, because of the darkness of the night. And if anyone asks, I can just say I went too deep into the forest and slipped, or something.
What a night!197Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrgpuJi4qa6
