Charlie's pov
"The heart! That's not how we rehearsed it," I croaked after Jill pushed the knife into my chest. She pulled it out forcefully then plunged it into my stomach, a look of triumph on her face. I slid to the floor; the pain was unbearable. Blood dripped from my mouth as I squirmed on the ground, groaning. Was this how Kirby had felt?
The pain seemed to worsen with every breath I took in, Sydney and Jill's voices seeming farther and farther away until I could not hear them anymore. I thought I was going to die until, half conscious, I heard a siren growing louder as the vehicle it belonged to neared the house.
"K-Kirby," I stutter. I can barely breath without feeling the sharp hiss of pain running through my body. "I-I'm s-sorry."
The vehicle pulls up to the house and the room is lit from headlights illuminating from outside. I look around to see Sydney lying on the floor; Jill sprawled out next to her. Were they dead? I thought.
The last thing I hear before I pass out is the front door being kicked open.
I wake up to the soft hum of a heart monitor. I'm in a hospital room, I thought. I had always dreaded hospitals; the walls are all white, and nobody ever smiles. My mother died in a hospital after a horrible car crash, I had been eight at the time. I seemed to take it better than my father; he took his anger and pain out on me for the fallowing few years after my mother's death.
As I lay in bed, I am struck with a horrible realization that I might be placed in prison if anyone knew I had been one of the killers. A blank hospital room sounded like Heaven compared to what prison might be like.
Was Kirby dead? If not would she tell? I sigh and feel pain course through my body once more. Would it ever slip? If so would anyone believe they were 'just rumors'? At the time I didn't think so, I thought everything would go down hill. I started to wish Jill had actually killed me.
I had better push the memories away and believe my own lies, I think. Soon everybody will wonder who the actual killer was, even I would.