I looked in the mirror and sighed, sure Beck was one of my old best friends but when we we're fighting and of course his real best friend, André, followed everything he said and they almost broke my neck. I stared at myself for a long time and looked down at my hands, I have killed four people so far, I was stronger than I was. I could see their blood on my hands and I gulped, trying not to puke.
Cat came in and smiled a little, that girl was sneaky as a spy. "You get used to it. I felt the same way." I turned my head starting to feel nauseous, "But then you get the thrill of pleasure and it becomes a habit." She finished and I wanted to tell her how disgusting that was but a little part of me thought it was true. She then told me Beck and André we're at some football game, great way to celebrate coming back to life. I bet their not creeped out one bit, just screaming for their winning team with paint on there faces. I had to roll my eyes at the thought of them doing that, André just always wanted to be like Beck. Popular, hot guy in school and had a scary but yet awesome girlfriend, aka, my sister. I sighed and straightened my tie, I don't know why but I love ties more and suits. I looked at my cheeks and saw them digging in and I sighed, the shadow of them making them stick out more. Cat spun me around and kissed me.
"So I was wondering, what it would look like with a person with my hair and your eyes." She said, I know where she wanted to go with this, I gulped and smiled at her. She smiled at me with hope but I just walked away annoyed. Before she murdered me I wondered it would be like to have a son to play base-ball with but now, I just want to kick a child off a cliff and sometimes yes, even I want to kick Cat off one. I know I was bacially ignoring her but I had a reason but then again she just wanted to start over the 'I killed your friends, sister and who knows even your family thing.' but I won't ever let it go.
"Cat, I would but-" I said while turning around but got cut off by her lips against mine and I just melted, once again falling into one of her traps.
I walked into the stadium which had only a few people since the game was over and I saw Beck and André. Beck telling André who won since André could hardly hear over the annoying people next to him. Cat grabbed my hand and I smiled down at her, a gun in my back pocket. Beck turned his head and his face went pale as once he saw Cat. He looked like a little girl who was about to go into a haunted house. André laughed and then turned his head in his direction and saw us, he still had no clue Cat poisoned her and Beck remembered her the last-minute before his death. He walked over to us and of course André trying to ketch up to him, a few feet behind stumbling over himself.
"Long time no see, Kitten." He called her by the nickname that I used to call her by which made me sick. "Same to you, Oliver." She glared at him and he cleared his throat. I had to laugh at how scared he was at a girl. Well then again, he was talking to the devil himself. Cat pulled out the gun and aimed it at both of them.
"So your going to kill us, bring us back and kill us again?" Beck said rolling his eyes. I told her to lower the gun since he had a point. "What if I make you a deal?" Beck said, where have I heard that before? I rolled my eyes and sighed loudly.
"What?" I asked, "What if I could help you kill one of your biggest enemies of all time, you can do what ever you want with us like take us to jail for a crime."
"Hey!" André said to Beck offensive.
"But can not kill us again." He finished and André let out a sigh in relief, I shook his hand in a deal but crossing my fingers behind my back.
