Benny's POV
"The last thing I remember was sleeping. I was sleeping and I heard a thud on my windowsill. I walked out and opened the window and then I saw a guy. I don't remember anything else after that, Grandma." I said. She was making me angry. I had already mentioned this dozens of times, but she still kept asking me to repeat it. If I told her that that was all I remembered, she should believe me!
"Okay, I believe you," she said. I wiped actual sweat off my eyebrows. Grandma said that I was doing some not cool stuff, like trying to kill my best friend. She said we frowned upon that sort of thing.
"Grandma, I think I know who possessed me," I told her. I thought it was Jesse, but Grandma waved her hand away.
"It can't be, because I already caught the person who confessed and everything!" she said.
"That's immpossible, I know for a fact that it was-" I said but she cut me off.
"No, it's Anastasia. In fact, you can ask her yourself!" Grandma said. I shook my head, but then I had an idea.
"Grandma, how did you get me out of my little my control box?" I asked. She looked at me funny, and scrunched up her wrinkly face.
"Well, I did a spell to undo the dead," she said. I felt my face drain of color, but I had to focus.
"What if Jesse did his mind control thing on this Anastasia chick and got her to take the blame? It's perfectly logical!" I said hopping up from my chair. My grandma pointed her knife at me. She had apparently had to threaten my life to keep me still. I shuddered at the thought.
"It is logical, which is why I don't know how I didn't come up with it first..." she trailed off. She took out a box and preformed her 'Undo Dead Things' spell, and the Anastasia girl collapsed in a sleeping heap.
"So it is Jesse!" I yelled and ran to my phone, calling Ethan. The dial sang Ethan's favorite song, This Song Saved My Life by Simple Plan, and finally Ethan picked up.
"Hello?" he asked. He sounded tired and worn out.
"Dude! I know who made my mind go bonkers!" I yelled. He sighed.
"Yeah we know, too. Benny, will you come over to my house. Please!" he pleaded.
"Yeah sure, dude, I'll be right over," I said. While I was talking with Ethan, I felt completely depressed. He sounded like he did after gym class, except for he wasn't panting. He sounded like he was going to burst into tears at anytime.
I grabbed my coat and went on my way. Grandma didn't even notice me leave, and she said nothing as I slammed the door behind me shut. I walked all the way there, and when I got there, I heard two people crying and weeping. I ran to the door and barged in.
When I walked in, the first thing I saw was the blood that coated the floor at the top of the stairs and at my feet. The next thing I looked at was Ethan and Sarah and Jane in a group hug, all crying.
"You guys, what's wrong?" I asked worriedly. It sounded to me like Erica or someone had died. But Jane walked up to me and flashed fangs. Full-grown vampire fangs.
"What on Earth happened?" I asked and Ethan came to cling to me.
"It's okay buddy," I told him and patted his back. "Who did this?" I asked. He looked at me with pure and undeniable hatred in his eyes.
"Jesse, and now this isn't just about us. I'm gonna kill him." Ethan said, walking into the kitchen and pulling out a wooden stake.
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