(I own only plot.)

Vera watched her friend/crush's coworker as she swept up the mess in the library, humming a tune to herself. She twitched the knife she planned to use to eliminate the one she was so envious of. She knew that the woman was innocent of any intended crimes, but she was flirting with Vera's crush. To her, that was a very serious crime. Vera checked that the coast was clear, before she walked over to Trudy. The dark haired woman sighed.

"Yes?" She asked calmly. Vera hated her so much for even having the ability to be calm. The blonde wasted no time in grabbing the other woman's thick, black curls and yanking her head back, pressing the knife to her throat. The woman gasped. "What are you doing?" She asked in terror.

"Shut up. You're only making matters worse for yourself. You're getting everything you wanted. You've tried to win everyone over and this just isn't working out. You're flirting with my friend, when you know just as well as I do that you don't truly like him, you've got Victor around your finger, you've charmed those kids with everything they could ever want and you think you can be happy to live like that? No. You're not. You're not living at all, got it?" Vera hissed hatefully.

Trudy gasped again. "I get it." She told her, choking. Vera didn't hesitate to press the blade just a little more violently in. Blood started to form around the metal. The woman sighed, praying that she would be received to heaven when she died, regretting her jealousy and fury. All it had got her was death anyway. She felt the blade dig further in and she felt the burning pain with it. Her throat hurt as Vera pressed even deeper and Trudy couldn't breathe any more.

Blood streamed around the knife and Vera knew she was about to finish her. She smiled and removed the blade. Then she lay her enemy on the floor. She smiled cruelly. "You move out of that one position, your skin splits deeper, you die. So I'll just do these for you-" she slit Trudy's wrists, just as harshly as she had with her throat "- then I'll just push this knife in there. Goodbye." She pushed the knife deeply into Trudy's heart.

Vera left as Trudy died. Trudy lay there, burning with pain for just a few seconds, praying that someone would find her body and her soul could be saved. But she realised that she would be long gone with her hatred and her jealousy. She felt herself slipping away as her body died.


Jasper walked into the hall and called out "Trudy? Hey, Trudy, I brought you some ch- Oh my God!" He'd seen the body of his coworker, lay on the floor in a pool of her own blood. The body itself was pale and glassy-eyed. He dropped all the things he was carrying, then called an ambulance.

They arrived, but knew she was dead. There was no bringing her back. Jasper knew and he didn't like it. He'd developed a love for her that he couldn't explain. She'd been his main focus, the only reason he dragged himself out of bed when he couldn't be bothered, the only reason he looked forward to work in a morning. Without her, there was nothing to live for. She was his whole life.

And he was determined to join her again. Very determined.