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Your Knife My Back, My Gun Your Head

Lost It All ~ Chapter 17

He had dyed his lovely hair red now. Really something different he had to say! He had moved Alice’ body downstairs to the cellar and called her out sick from her job at the hospital. He had been preparing the death of this Frank. Frank, what an ugly name! (A/N: I don’t really think so btw!)
He picked up the black leather bag he had filled with; a gun, some needles, thread, pills a lot may I add, some knives and a scissor. This was all he needed to make his death as gruesome as possible!
He got dressed in the clothes Alice had bought him. Not long after he was walking down the street with a firm grip on the bag and one target in sight. All of a sudden something grabbed him out of the street and into a back garden. He looked down at the person pulling him and there she was. His Wendy.She had dyed her hair to an ugly ash blonde. She did not suit it one bit!
“Oh My God!!! It really is you!!” she squealed and hugged him tight. He had to admit, deep down in the small muscle he could call his heart he did care for her. He felt a tiny spark of happiness knowing she was okay. “Yes, it is… and you really are you.” he looked at her, not knowing if he should take her with him or go with her.“Oh God Oh God Oh God Oh Goooooood!!” How did she breathe? “You have to come with me! I need to take you to my parents! They will looooove you!!” She screamed up at him. Wow, she really thought her parents would like him? The man who had kidnapped her and hold her locked in in an asylum! Yeah sure why not? Why doesn’t he just turn in to the police while he’s on it?
“I don’t really think that’s a good idea Wendy...” He looked her right in the eyes. “Awwh! Common! The wont see its you! I only saw it was you on the way you walked! They don’t know that do they huh?” She sounded so happy. Well, what the heck right? What’s the worse that could happen? He could just kill them if the busted him!
He nodded and Wendy squealed. She dragged him out of the back garden and down the street to a house. It was pretty he had to say. Much better that Alice’ house. He got pulled right into the living room where it was packed. People everywhere. It almost looked like some sort of party?
So guuys! This is him! This is the guy I’ve been talking about!” Wendy wrapped her hand tight into his. “It’s not the psycho is it?” an old man in a big brown chair said. “NO no no no no! Of course not!” she smiled at the man then up at him. She then pulled him with her up some stairs. He looked around remembering the house as they went along. He was suddenly in a bedroom with Wendy on the bed spreading her legs.
Wha-“He got pulled back by a strong arm. He felt the pain shoot through his face as he got a fist hard in it. What was happening? He was suddenly on the floor being kicked in the stomach. He felt the horrible pain through his whole body. Why was this happening? Why now? What had he done? He opened his eyes to see none other but Frank being the one beating him up. Next to him stood an overly happy Jenny. Behind her again was Nora having a tight grip around a crying Wendy.
He got a hit to the head and felt himself being thrown back. He closed his eyes to see a white light and memories passing by. He saw his Mother being beaten up by his father, he saw a beautiful girl with black hair and a lovely smile. He opened his eyes again as he got kicked in the stomach. There, right in front of him stood a graceful slim body with a gun pointed to his head. The face behind the gun was pale, with red beautiful lips in a frown. She had her raven black hair tied into pony tails. He looked at her in shock. He saw her pull the trigger. The last thing he saw was a bright light and his plans falling apart, everything he had built, falling apart.

‘LOST IT ALL’

Notes

Sooooo, this is confusing... I think this might be the last chapter in this story :/ Im sorry
But dont cry (tho i dont think u did) I will not stop this story yet! Im gonna make a follow up! Its name is going to be "My Knife Your Back, Your Gun My Head" cos im just cool like that! The reson im cutting the story off here and making another one following it up is cos i got a bit bored with this one and wanted a major plot twist! Just look out for the follow up! And i will ofc let u know when its up! Love You All!!
Sorry if the grammar is shit or if anything is mispelled!

~FaboulousKilljoy

Comments

@HarleQuinnie
U bettter :C

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4/23/14

@kpjbb12
bitch i might

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4/23/14

TO THE SEQUEL!! *teleports*

Please x3

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4/23/14

Fix ur link in chapter 20

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